18march 2021
Who has taken pails of pink and splashed across the aqua sky.. painting in fluid dance moves, impromptu yet gracile.. the wind went wild, attempting to distract or catch its eye.. the clouds gathered around spellbound.. fingers of indescribable hues dressed them in pink, orange and gold, on bodies of greys, whites and blacks.. fire from a flare stack conversing with its reflection in the sea.. stared in awe, at this wondrous sight.. the wind rushed to capture everyone's attention.. becoming a playground for birds, as they glided and ski'd, rolling with laughter, circling in waves.. the sun comes out, smattering shades love, making creation come alive.
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