Standing on the deck, I stare up into the sky. The silver crescent moon sneaks into the pale blue sky as the sun falls gently into the horizon. To my right, a single palm tree lingers in my vision. Bright orange and pink clouds hover gently in the atmosphere, enjoying the last minutes of light. They appear as if the coast has flipped upside down into the air and ripples of reflections hang on tightly, so not to fall to the ground. To my left, dark was prevails in the clustering bodies of gray pillowing clouds. They creep silently upon the pastel portrait this night has graciously created. All too quickly, they cover the hued illumination and dominate the city. Cold bites the back of my neck and nips at my skin like tiny needles, sending shivers to my fingertips. People that you love and love you are precious. Sunsets steal breaths away. Sunrises restore them. Music is resonate. Like the skies, it can happen so fast... It can be tainted. It can disappear. Slowly and quietly. Everyone has the potential and the power to do amazing things and share them because life... Is a truly a beautiful thing, and the universe is your friend. Listen to it. I can guarantee something absolutely wonderful. Xoxo
Posted on: Sat, 13 Jul 2013 03:35:58 +0000
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