the kites. How can I begin to describe the sky? It doesn't matter
if it's not over a beautiful lake or an ocean, mountain or forest.
It is just as beautiful when it blankets a city infested with
humanity's ugliness. Clumsy buildings, piles of garbage,
cell network towers and black cables zigzagging all over
can't touch it. Even photography won't do it justice (and mine
is off my phone camera)! But even a simple phone cam
can't hide how amazing it is.
|Clouds spread out to dry after a rain?|
|Big heavy rain clouds that sometimes get blown away|
|A distant golden pyramid, or a snowtipped mountain? Cloud catching the sunset, and my imagination.|
|And as I walk, the sky keeps changing|
|The colours deepen or melt|
|The clouds shift and evolve in the wind's hands|
my exercise hour, it's a time of worship.