The spacious firmament on high, / And all the blue ethereal sky, / And spangled heavens, a shining frame, / Their great Original proclaim.

Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!

Rain just rains, it does nothing else. Wisdom just downpour, it does nothing else! And those who get the rain get the miracle hidden inside the sprinkle and create their own miracles.

The world is so depressing which is why the sky is usually blue.

The sky, the sky beyond the door is blue.

The sky is blue so we know where to stop mowing.