Clouds
Clouds paint the blue sky with watercolors of white and gray, mingled with the golden light of sunsets and sunrises. They drift, lose their edges, dissolve into one another. Some call them heaven’s likeness. I see clouds. Only paint. Not…
Clouds paint the blue sky with watercolors of white and gray, mingled with the golden light of sunsets and sunrises. They drift, lose their edges, dissolve into one another. Some call them heaven’s likeness. I see clouds. Only paint. Not…