Ever Changing

The great thing about clouds is they are ever changing. Sentinels of daydreams one day and harbingers of storms the next. Swirls of cotton candy and then wisps of cotton.

The sky right now, at this very moment, has never been, nor ever will be the same. If we fail to gaze at the sky today, we will lose that chance forever.

Usually, I ignore the saying “a picture is worth a thousand words,” I’m a writer, after all. But today, nothing I write can do the sky justice. Only this: Look up.


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