A Sky-wondering Wind-hurling Day

Today is one of those days where the sky takes your breath away.

An armada of vapor giants are puffing out their white chests as they pass overhead.

They move swiftly, accepting their place in the unfathomable blue depths.

Everything within and without seems sharper and crisper, and able to respond.

The grasses bend and bring new colors, and the tree leaves flip over and flash silver.

There is a spark in the air that calls out the same within, and so I greet with gladness this Holy Wind