Look To Sky

The sky is writ in burnished joy,
To clear away the woe caused tears.
For people to peer and feel at home,
Anywhere a foot took step.

But no hand could reach that high,
So no help could be given.
But only the reflection left in eye,
Could spark a confident person driven.

Yet the clouds close the blue,
For no reason or no clue.
Passing by to fill the space,
To leave it empty once again.

Though it lay void of content,
It's still filled with secret hope.
One all are linked to,
Just who is all this to?