To the west, a patch of electric blue
while Eastern clouds tumble grey
With each glance, sky language
alters, as if heaven re-examines
mood – intermittently snows
then explodes in flash of vermillion.
(Image my own)
To the west, a patch of electric blue
while Eastern clouds tumble grey
With each glance, sky language
alters, as if heaven re-examines
mood – intermittently snows
then explodes in flash of vermillion.
(Image my own)
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Love the title straight away, and then comes a gorgeous tumble of colours and words ☀️
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You are very sweet. Much appreciated.
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Like others, I enjoyed the term “sky language”. It describes so much. Just this morning I ran back and forth from the back of the house to see the slightly-past-full moon set to the front of the house to await the dawning of the day. I think I was experiencing “sky language” that was bilingual. 🙂
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Beautiful sky language, indeed! Thanks.
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The key is the will to take notice of such beauty that surrounds you and get off your mobile device once in awhile
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Amen to that!
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Absolutely beautiful, and so creative!
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Thanks 😊
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You’re warmly welcome 🌻
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you’ve coined a new term for us. I love the idea of sky language. I’ll be thinking about that whenever I’m pondering the skies!
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Thanks so much. I love that I can look out one window and see one thing, and then a totally different sky from another view.
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I love the notion of sky language! I’ll have to remember it.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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