sky

big, big, blue sky. my favorite place in all the universe. well, actually it is the universe. no matter the condition of the sky - cirrus, cumulonimbus, altostratus infested; bright and blinding blue; star-spattered darkness - it pulls me in to its eternal self. it's funny how we name the sky as if it were an object. something we could touch if only we could reach that high. but it's the most subjective thing imaginable. actually, it's not a thing or a container or even a place - it just is. it is the definition of expanse and eternity; of possibility and mysticism. even when our view is blocked by the rolling fog or a tall building, it continues on. and on and on.
one of the coolest things to me is that the color of that great expanse is blue. which also happens to be the color of truth. hmmmm...try to connect the dots. or if that's too hard, just lie in the grass and look up at the night sky and connect those dots of fiery balls of gas into something that nourishes you. or amuses you. whatever you need.
shalom.