My cell phone's digital images seldom report the images that my eyes see ~ the elegant grandeur of clouds that fling their grey capes over the city; collaring the blue sky to
choke off the sunlight. But they don’t have a mirror in the water today because their windy cousin has stirred the lake so images are choppy with a few white fringes.
Neither one listening to the other in this
tug of war between the two giants of the
world, no one winning today's contest.
The clouds will just keep moving on and
the wind will either keep blowing its own
horn or fade away in the night.
“The seasons do not push one another; neither do clouds race
the wind across the sky, All things happen in their own good time.”
~ Dan Millman, author
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