The sky never changes no matter how far you look, or think, or want it to be different. It’s blues are blues, it’s reds are red, it’s yellows are always yellow.
The pure colors of it strikes deep with our hearts, that one thing, that sky that can nothing to harm us, only love us. as we love it staring down on us.
It never changes, it’s always the same, a perfect color of blue that stands out against everything, anything, that man has placed at its feet, and wears it well.
But the day can bring such clouds that rock against the sunshine and make such pieces with golden stripes and black liners, and smoke from above.
Each color of the rainbow and all the shades in between its colors , as each is shadowed for seconds and then moves on, like day and night.
Ralph Peck
Photo by Marla Bolton
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