alive, vulnerable with the heartbeat of a stone
Fragile tree, needs no other
provides for the earth... like a mother
I often look up towards the sky.
Here's a list of seven reasons why...
One. The clouds... sometimes I spot images in them as if they have magically morphed into something for my own personal viewing. I'll say "Look, see that one?... It's a" (whatever) . Some are humorous, some are lame, some are ominous, some morph again rapidly, some stay the same.
Two. Captivating sunsets... Making my loved one's embrace feel warmer than usual while I rest my eyes upon it. Sometimes soaking it in alone... reflecting upon myself in comparison to the big...