Sky stories


Lying in the gras, watching the clouds, telling stories from far away. Listening to the lovely singing of birds, smelling the scent of spring. Feeling the grass and the warm hug of wind.

Intensive smell of flowers, smell of grass, smell of love and life and spring.

The sky is telling stories. Big ships, small figures, wonderful patterns made of dreams. Big ships taking you far away, cute animals, making you smile. Patterns of clouds, thoughts in your mind.

Neverending whisper of wind, clouds playing games with the sun. Neverending sounds of birds, an orchestra of nature, conducted by spring. Neverending life.

Watching the clouds getting darker, running faster, winds getting stronger, sun is away, Waterdrops on you face, sunny dream blown away. But only lying in the rain, you can feel the LIFE.


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