

Why I love the sky The sky is,Why I love the sky by ~meganbednarz
Above all,
True.
Serious and whimsical,
turbulent and calm,
stormy and clear,
fickle and honest.
Very much Sense and not Nonsense.
The sky is filled with grace and fury,
Wispy cirrus and mighty cumulonimbus,
Raging winds in spinning vortices,
placid waves of paper-thin ice.
Instability that builds hydrous mountains,
Fire, hail, snow, and ice,
blast of tempest and stormy winds.
Constantly in motion;
in and out (breathe),
up and down,
cyclone, anticyclone,
Whorls and ripples.
Ever-changing, never dying,
Who can predict it?
Humans last
Weeks without food,
Days without water,
Mere minutes without air.