THROUGH THE GLASS WAS THE EVER CHANGING ART OF THE SKY, THE CLOUDS THAT BROUGHT INFINITE IMAGES OF BEAUTY . THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THAT FEELING OF GRATITUDE, FOR ALL THOSE GIFTS GIVEN SO FREELY , ALL FOR SPENDING A MOMENT GAZING INTO THE BLUE . SO IN THOSE SUMMER EVENINGS, AS I RESTED IN BED , AWAITING DREAMS TO DANCE INTO MY NIGHT TIME BRAIN, TO BRING ADVENTURES OF SILLINESS AND MIRTH, I WATCHED CLOUD PATTERNS NO EYE HAS EVER SEEN BEFORE OR WILL AGAIN. COME THE DAWN IT WAS THE SAME, SUCH A CASUAL BEAUTY, TRANSITORY AND ETERNAL, CHANGING AND CONSTANT.
FROM WHITE VELVET CLOUDS COMES SLEEK RAIN, STRONG ENOUGH TO REACH THE SKIN IN THE MOMENTS. AND THOUGHT THEY GIVE, THEY REMAIN PUFFED ALL THE SAME, AS IF THEIR PRIDE OF THEIR FULLNESS IS AS WIDE AS THE SKY. Photo by:
Kannadharaneesh
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