It had hues of pink, one of my favourite colours for skies. Against a bright happy blue backdrop. On that were streaks of orange fluffy jet smokes.
And then there were the colours smudged between those colours which I can't find the word to describe, except 'beautiful'
It reminded me of one of my favourite songs 'Sun and Moon' by Mae. Because it was in winter, the sun was just rising yet the crescent moon was so obviously still in the sky.
And it reminded me that some moments, we can possibly feel we have it all, the sun and the moon, even if for those split seconds where the breathtaking beauty freezes in time, and then passes.
It also reminded me of the beauty of understanding that the world is bigger than yourself. That morning, I did a little errand run, and walking on the paths, the sky seems less magnificent than my 2nd floor window view. I decided that it was because of the different view points I have. When it's on the ground, when it is me as a self focus looking out to the big world, it does seem to lack a bit. But when you rise above all, and not through power but by the understanding of humanity's interconnectedness and there is always something bigger than you, the humility that accompanies a second floor window view leaves one in awe.
I miss the UK skies, these photos serve as a reminder of what good times I had and the skies that have lifted my mood during those down days.
P.S.: These are same skies, just with different filters, and just like our different perspectives, we see different colours.
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