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 .
The bronze sun melts into the blue waters of the ocean making it blush a very romantic shade of crimson and within a few hours the silvery moon spreads it’s magical light making the water shine like a huge rippled sheet of molten silver..
I am in awe of the creator and often wonder from where she gets all those splendors of colors.
In silence I watch the cotton clouds drift in the clear blue sky ,taking shapes of my dreams. I smile as I lie down on soft green carpet of dewy grass and watch the dance of clouds high above.
An eagle sails through.It’s wings spread. A sight to behold .Freedom in it’s ultimate form . I watch it glide over the mountains, the valley and the ocean,playing hide and seek among the clouds .
I decide to walk till the edge.
The sun in all it’s glory gets ready to merge with the beautiful earth.
The sweet heady cocktail smell of pine trees and wet earth fills the air around me as the cool breeze begins to blow gently.
The waves kiss the beach and withdraw as if shy of the touch .
It is an enchanting view from where I stand.The edge of a cliff jutting out of the mighty mountain.
The vast expanse of the blue green ocean suddenly becomes a glorious show of light and colors.My eyes catch silhouettes of sail boats on the calm waters rhythmically moving with the sway of the water.
I listen quietly to the rusting of the leaves of tall majestic trees as they sway in a soulful dance with the passing wind.
The birds return to their nests for the night.For some time the bird calls and fluttering of wings fill the silent evening, the tree tops come alive with hundreds of birds descending on them to find a suitable place.Then it all becomes quite again as if everything is under some kind of a spell.
I glance around the magical landscape around me, the majestic mountains,the pine trees standing in a line like guards of honor,the ocean and the Grey beach below, thousands of wild daisies spread like a carpet of yellow and white.The lights in the valley like glow worms.
Mesmerized by the mystic ambiance of the place and the breathtaking beauty, I slowly walk toward my cottage. The winding path along the flowerbeds is covered with dry pine leaves. I tread softly not wanting to break the serenity of the place. The light inside is welcoming. I enter the warmth of the room glowing with the bright flames in the fire place.
The moon, partially hidden by the night clouds peeps through my window. I watch in silence. our souls unite and I become one with the cosmic energies around me. Feeling calm and beautiful within, I cuddle up in front of the fire place and thank the unknown creator for the beautiful earth and the sky above and closing my eyes marvel at the mysterious ways in which she spins her magic yarn.