I fly from sky to sky,
I run from clime to clime
Soulfully to do God’s Will
And play with His Vision-Time.
– Sri Chinmoy
Some sky Photographs taken by me in the last couple of months. Sharing my slice of sky with you .
Far away on the horizon
behind the branches of leafless trees
burning crimson evening sky
resembles the color of my face
between the fingers of your hands.
image and poem copyright @tikuli
( I don’t know why I gave this title but it reciprocated with some deeper feeling inside me)