Thursday, May 22, 2014

It's a strange trick of humanity that a sky can seem like a painting.  How did we capture nature from herself?  And yet still she keeps us wanting more, looking for another sky that was never as any sky was before, that can never be harnessed and viewed on command.  The miracle that we are alive at this moment, to be here, in that vast presence.  Never before and never after, no matter how much we think we can hold.

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