Prettiest Sky

The prettiest sky is the sky I see.

Skies for years have held me in spells of wonder and longing. Whether they were blue or gray or pink ‘n purple; whether held in the light of a waxing moon or the passing of a flock of geese or the gathering of storm clouds; whether hushed and waiting or hushed and peaceful or loud and menacing.

I see worlds, landscapes, lakes, crashing waves, mountains, animals….all and more in the cosmos of clouds. I see suggestions of form and metaphorical images form in the wind. I see art and unspeakable majesty in the sky’s mystery and revelation.

Sunset skies are my favorite. Deep royal purples, blood orange, fiery golds, layered in burnished splendor, elicit the soul’s deep joys in preparation for the mystical realm of night and dreaming discoveries.

The prettiest sky is the sky I see.

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