When even our sky is on fire, we know it’s close to the end and yet,
fire is not always judgement, perhaps the clouds are lit
because of our need for beauty – to encourage
and build us, to restore our hearts and
hopefully bring a new beginning
instead of the end.
We can grow strong when the sky speaks to us.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”