The sky has so many stories to tell
So many stories to tell
Stories untold outwardly to numerous souls
If the sky were to speak its stories would multiply and ripple through the clouds
As I look up at the sky tonight from my living room window, I am reminded of the great force of nature
Tonight the sky speaks stories of calmness
Tonight the clouds are aligned and not so fragmented
Tonight the clouds are united as though aiming to protect a soul that's departed earth from breaking free
Tonight the sky holds its story internally as though it does not want to be exposed
Tonight the sky is silent
So silent for I am unable to make out any imagery of communication lines
Oh how I wish tonight was the night you spoke to no means end, in order to settle my turbulent soul
For if you were to speak......I
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