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A Reverence In the Clouds

Airplane strolls on, above the clouds that look like whitest snow Unknown if this black shark has passengers or is a ghost ship though. Blaze of the sun sparkles out in the form of an angels’ wings. This beautiful sight makes this reader tingle with dance and swings. An eclipse is not supposed to be stared at with the naked eye. I could go blind, I guess. I give a deep heartfelt sigh. Knowing God is watching from His seat up high. There is a reverence here; it makes my soul want to cry. I try to envision what passenger in the plane might be thinking. Are they even aware? Can they see this beauty in its pinking? I imagine the pilot could have missed it too, as it is so high. I have never seen such beauty in this African sky!

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