Looking up through a blue sky this morning. Unbelievable! When you look up do you see the same? Brilliant clear, cerulean, indigo, cobalt-kind-of-magical? There really are no words for it. Beautiful even pales. And to think we get to live under it every single day of our life, knowing that even with the darkest and bleakest weather, just above the fog there exists such lustrous brilliance.
As if to hint at what forever might look like, to remind you of your eternal reach, and to make clear life's perfection. Because if such beauty can exist in the sky alone, with only a palette of azure, imagine what else is out there for us?
Sometimes, to be frank, it’s all so gorgeous it makes my soul leap.
As if to hint at what forever might look like, to remind you of your eternal reach, and to make clear life's perfection. Because if such beauty can exist in the sky alone, with only a palette of azure, imagine what else is out there for us?
Sometimes, to be frank, it’s all so gorgeous it makes my soul leap.
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