Foreboding gray sky
White streak squiggles through the clouds
Monochrome today.
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Wow same here, great picture!
I like that you visualize my haiku. This sky was different from the others I’ve been seeing. In the evening the pink is much lower to the ground than in the morning. I love the view of the sky from my fourth floor apartment.
There have been many of those skies recently here, wonderfully dramatic.
Good description. Thanks.