Sky is both charismatic evangelist and alluring muse. Broadcasting the vast expanse of Creator in the visible world. And yet calling attention to the rugged mysteries that go beyond mere sight.
Sky reflects possibility to the relentless dreamer. She gives boost to the downtrodden and hope for the cracked heart. Sky awakens the livelihood of a wayward soul. Somehow piecing together the fragments of loss and doubt and regret. Melding them together with new perspective and rays of light.
Sky is elusive and horribly distant. A lost cause. Reminiscent of an estranged relationship. She is dauntingly beyond relation and out of touch. Sky is of a different flesh. Audaciously displaying disconnect and refrain. She cannot be felt. Or tasted. Or carry a conversation. Sky conspires with the Lockness Monster and Bigfoot. Perpetuating escapability and extra-ordinary.
All the while, sky demonstrates innate capacity for meaningful connection. As she unites the coal miner in West Virginia with the refugee from Syria. The heroin addict in Queens with the royal family in England. Sky provides a touchstone for the common experience of humanity. Looming above with magnetic attraction. Sky knows she cannot reconcile disdain or prejudice. But remains the model of a steadfast companion who refuses to walk away.
Sky maintains discipline with her counterparts. As she landscapes with sun and moons and stars and planets. Demonstrating her ability to be in orderly relationship. Despite the inherent pressures of created existence.
Sky refuses to be shaken. Stirring up the notion of conformity and trend. She beckons the broken world to see her ongoing power. As she directs the orchestra of heavenly bodies.
Maintaining her might, sky remains exposed. Accessible to the motley crew she gazes upon. She is neither closer to or further away from anyone in her splendor. As she witnesses to a world that is both terrified of her mystery and drawn to her transparency. In this way, sky projects what is known and unknown. Reality and fantasy. Amen.
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Sky reflects possibility to the relentless dreamer. She gives boost to the downtrodden and hope for the cracked heart. Sky awakens the livelihood of a wayward soul. Somehow piecing together the fragments of loss and doubt and regret. Melding them together with new perspective and rays of light.
Sky is elusive and horribly distant. A lost cause. Reminiscent of an estranged relationship. She is dauntingly beyond relation and out of touch. Sky is of a different flesh. Audaciously displaying disconnect and refrain. She cannot be felt. Or tasted. Or carry a conversation. Sky conspires with the Lockness Monster and Bigfoot. Perpetuating escapability and extra-ordinary.
All the while, sky demonstrates innate capacity for meaningful connection. As she unites the coal miner in West Virginia with the refugee from Syria. The heroin addict in Queens with the royal family in England. Sky provides a touchstone for the common experience of humanity. Looming above with magnetic attraction. Sky knows she cannot reconcile disdain or prejudice. But remains the model of a steadfast companion who refuses to walk away.
Sky maintains discipline with her counterparts. As she landscapes with sun and moons and stars and planets. Demonstrating her ability to be in orderly relationship. Despite the inherent pressures of created existence.
Sky refuses to be shaken. Stirring up the notion of conformity and trend. She beckons the broken world to see her ongoing power. As she directs the orchestra of heavenly bodies.
Maintaining her might, sky remains exposed. Accessible to the motley crew she gazes upon. She is neither closer to or further away from anyone in her splendor. As she witnesses to a world that is both terrified of her mystery and drawn to her transparency. In this way, sky projects what is known and unknown. Reality and fantasy. Amen.
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