the sun has not yet risen.. the skies have been really clear for quite some time but today i could see myriad shapes in the sky.. wisps of clouds forming a palanquin here.. a crown there.. in lazy preparation of the regal greeting.. or maybe they enacted in their fluid movements of the great things to come.. flocks of birds streak past forming changing patterns in the sky.. mute art that stirs the heart.. and speaks to the soul.. the sun is coming out now.. as the clouds make way.. like grey curtains slowly parting to welcome the guest of honor.. a veiling and unveiling.. like a teasing love affair in the sky.. the sun peeps out.. and the clouds race to embrace protectively.. now i can see the orange globe shining brightly.. and the clouds race on the wind.. forming a seamless boundary wall.. such a lovely veil.. such an ethereal glow.. such a song in motion.. this orange unveiled orb.. its a beautiful sky.. the clouds gliding on a lazy breeze.. and the sun enjoying the antics of its family.. emanating a pink glow.. an orange diffused light.. hushed muted hues of love.. indulgent of the hands of the clouds holding each other in this little game.. a veiled sun blushing.. radiant.. relaxed.. behind the cloud veils..
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