The Land of the Living Skies

It is a wonderful land, the land of the living skies,

Aptly described and proudly proclaimed even from car number plates!

It is a land where skies are alive from early morn till late eve,

Beckoning you with a seductive blue- It is surely a blue to die for!-

Or with translucent snow-white clouds floating by

Or with dark ominous ones rushing in from their mysterious abode every now and then!

Whether the rain clouds bring rain or hail or just gusts of cold winds

Depends on their mood or whim.

But what is certain is that clouds will mostly be around,

Engrossed in their play in the skies,

Weaving intricate patterns and their magic web all the time, Scattering ineffable beauty and amazing colours at dawn and dusk as they come and go.

Their unrelenting roller-coaster ride up in the skies

Speaks of the ceaseless crests and troughs and highs and lows of our ives

With daubs of heart-warming beauty thrown in for good measure!

And so the living skies that have been around for millennia

Become a part of the cosmic drama

That unfolded itself eons ago

And continues its enigmatic journey to this day!

Dedicated to Saskatchewan, Canada, which is also called The Land Of The Living Skies and which we were fortunate enough to visit some years ago

Arun Bhagat

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