I stare at the sky sometimes. Just sit back and say "yet another day." I stare at the clouds as they float across the sky, while the birds twirl and fly. I think that the clouds have a lot to teach us. If thy could speak, they could probably tell us how the world has changed over all these years. How helpless they must have felt watching the world die. They could teach us a thing or to abut spirituality, and love, and hope, and loss. They're so clam and cool, just whips of the past drifting through a blue eternity. Clouds have a lot to tech us. Right now, I'm trying to learn.
October 10, 2010