Line of the Sky

Turquoise sky
blue hued rose
clear and bright ,
light  
that meets
grey and purple line
of cloud,
shrouding day in cover .
Why?
What passage
of time and place is this ,
that now
we gaze upon the face
and recognize the past ,
the times gone by,
So long ago,
so familiar ,
so lost ,
yet present
In a memory ?