I love to watch the sky. I am mesmerized as it turns from blues to purples to pinks to reds to oranges to yellows. What can be more inspiring? Even when there are dark clouds, sometimes they part just enough for golden beams of light to stream down to the earth as if to be blessing everything they touch. It's the same thing at the beach. The every person is silent for 5 minutes each evening to stare in wonder as the sun sinks below the horizon. Sometimes, if you're lucky, you can see the green flash of light just as the last bit of sun disappears below the endless sea.
How can you describe the mystery of the night sky? The ultimate representation of endless possibilities. The final frontier. It is a wondrous thing to behold, the stars appearing one by one and then suddenly all at once. Shooting stars, the Milky Way, satellites, all so foreign and yet strangely familiar.
Red sky in the morning means sailors take warning.
Red sky at night means...
How can you describe the mystery of the night sky? The ultimate representation of endless possibilities. The final frontier. It is a wondrous thing to behold, the stars appearing one by one and then suddenly all at once. Shooting stars, the Milky Way, satellites, all so foreign and yet strangely familiar.
Red sky in the morning means sailors take warning.
Red sky at night means...
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