And then - there's the sky.
In a breath - it can transform itself from happy to sad....from blue to grey.
It can color a world. It can define a day.
It carries the light of the night moon...and the weight of the sun mid-day.
It allows space for the clouds and their journeys.
It asks for no thing.
It needs no one.
It's this. It's that.
It's here and there.
It's every where.
No words can even begin to fully describe or explain.