skip to main |
skip to sidebar
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
William Stafford - In the White Sky
Many things in the world have
already happened. You can
go back and tell about them.
They are part of what we
own as we speed along
through the white sky.
But many things in the world
haven’t yet happened. You help
them by thinking and writing and acting.
Where they begin, you greet them
or stop them. You come along
and sustain the new things.
Once, in the white sky there was
a beginning, and I happened to notice
and almost glimpsed what to do,
But now I have come far
to here, and it is way back there.
Some days, I think about it.
already happened. You can
go back and tell about them.
They are part of what we
own as we speed along
through the white sky.
But many things in the world
haven’t yet happened. You help
them by thinking and writing and acting.
Where they begin, you greet them
or stop them. You come along
and sustain the new things.
Once, in the white sky there was
a beginning, and I happened to notice
and almost glimpsed what to do,
But now I have come far
to here, and it is way back there.
Some days, I think about it.
Jackson Browne - The Road and the Sky
When we come to the place where the road and the sky collide
Throw me over the edge and let my spirit glide
Throw me over the edge and let my spirit glide
Skyscapes
Skyscapes is a blog that grew out of my other blog Seascapes.
I live in a very flat area near the sea, so I see a lot of sky, which I find open, comforting, and freeing. Every day I wake up to the same sky, but it is different, like every day is different, even though I may have the same routines.
The sky is our great backdrop, the ceiling of our stage here on earth, and it is a glorious show unto itself. God is the greatest painter of all, and it seems to me the sky is his freest, most painterly canvas. I hope you enjoy the pictures. I hope they carry your heart upward toward heaven.
I live in a very flat area near the sea, so I see a lot of sky, which I find open, comforting, and freeing. Every day I wake up to the same sky, but it is different, like every day is different, even though I may have the same routines.
The sky is our great backdrop, the ceiling of our stage here on earth, and it is a glorious show unto itself. God is the greatest painter of all, and it seems to me the sky is his freest, most painterly canvas. I hope you enjoy the pictures. I hope they carry your heart upward toward heaven.
please visit my other blog
Followers
About Me
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
No comments:
Post a Comment