How beautiful the sky is.
When I look at the sky, no matter where it is in the world, it always makes me feel at awe. If I am in the state of Georgia, looking up at the colorful sunset of different shades of pink, I just feel so peaceful and now I have the same feeling as I am in the country of Georgia. The sky in my town was just this horrible gray color all day, and at the end of the day the clouds started to part ways and show the bluest sky I have ever seen. The sky just looked so clean behind the dark clouds of snow in front of it. Yes, it might be fifteen degrees outside but I still want to go outside and breathe in the fresh air, sometimes I feel like I cannot breathe in enough of it.
As I’m peering out of the kitchen window right now, the clouds just look so perfect with the sun making shadows behind the clouds so it looks like the movie Hercules when he finally becomes a god, and the clouds part and there is Zeus waiting for open arms, I just feel like Zeus is going to come down through the clouds one of these days.
The other day I finally got to walk to the Black Sea. Was I at peace when I stood on the beach and the waves just rolled and crushed into the dock I was standing on, the answer is truly. Mom, I have to say, you have made me appreciate the water and love it, I will always want the water near me. But not just a silly old lake, oh no but some type of huge body of water that has those magnificent sounding waves I can wake up to. The air around it was pretty icy feeling but so clean and refreshing feeling that I did not mind the piercing cold that was going through my clothes. I wish I lived closer to the beach but it’s almost a half hour drive away by car, so you do the math when it comes to walking it. Maybe in the months coming, when it’s not bitterly cold I can start trying to walk it even though it’s going to take a few hours to get there. I never tire of the view that is in front of me, welcoming me to come closer and closer to the ultimate prize of the sea.
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