Something About the Sky

Between clouds that promise rain, is a river of blue. From this sky-river comes a light that feels akin to pride, to confidence, that it will shine in any season, in any weather, the rays uniting as great beams. I imagine for a moment that the sunbeams are strong enough to support the heavens above so that I may walk with raised eyes, smiling at this beauty, thankful for the given day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sky speaks without words, messages that warm my heart. It never ceases to amaze me, like a timeless work of art. See how it stretches far and wide, with neither beginning nor end-- a fingerprint of the Creator, far more than I can comprehend.