We have this window on the hill. I can see sky.
Brings it close in early morning.
Paints the sky at night.
The mountain range is like an old friend.
"I believe if one always looked at the sky, one would end up with wings..." -Gustave Flaubert
I like when it's almost dark. When the quiet comes, and the crickets sing.
They talk in the dark about their day.
And the mountains quietly answer with deep rumbling.
Like giants they rise out of the dark, in the night, in the shadows.
"Once you have tasted the taste of sky, you will forever look up..." -Leonardo da Vinci
The mountain wears pink chiffon most summer nights.
In winter it throws on a housecoat that has seen better days.
-Mia Kirshner
"Look, up at the sky.There is a light, there is a beauty up there,that no shadow can touch..."
-J. R.R. Tolkien
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