"There are no signposts in the sky to show a man has passed that way before. There are no channels marked. The flier breaks each second into new uncharted seas." ~ Anne Morrow LindberghThe vapor trail of a passing jet, the only signpost to say... "someone is passing this way". It will quickly dissipate and so five minutes from now, someone standing here will never know. Thus the sky changes from moment to moment; the clouds come and go and so change the colors, from navy to red to blue to black to grey. Like life, the sky is always changing, never static for very long and though we may desire to freeze moments in time, this change is as it should be. Without the fleeting nature of the sky, how many beautiful and rare and unique sunsets would we miss? Without the progressions of life, what beautiful and rare and unique memories would be lost?
Submission for Lensday topic "sky". (end of post)