No Skies Compare

By Gerard Traub

To live as a flower

unfolding to the autumn sun

rising with scent of endless forest

each dawn until another day is done.

To flow as the tide

surrenders to a greater hand

as oceans embrace light and shore

breathing every stretch of sand.

To awaken as a bird

finding wings in silent prayer

with faith from seed toward soaring oak

such moments where no skies compare.