Summer skies may have been caused from air character at each moment in temperature, humidity, and sunshine injecting condition to the ground impacted with so assorted factors.

Even at the same sunny days, skies’ each momentary color is anytime so particular but with no connection to the degree of temperature.

Skies’ color has once blue but at another chance, so gloomily gray, we can be sure of each moment.

All these unstable changeable whims seem to be an emotion or an act of a woman at each moment.

She is never aware of her own irrational behavior to the man, that part would be so close to skies’ capricious unstable change in inconsistency, and the one whom I can be easy to her never reasonable behavior would be none for the present.

But skies are always making me allow them even in inconsistent behavior, coz they never talk to me and they never show me own expression to look at me or gaze at me in recentment.

Skies have no distinct eyes to be noticed to me, but with its character, they rather are so all eyes to look around whole earth things, its substantial feature is so intriguing to me, making me so composed, constantly.

However, we can stay anywhere so easy, if we can never look at any sky no matter when we stay on the earth.

I feel looked to my whole body by the skies when I walk around the city or so, but I’m not necessary to gaze at so particular part of the skies, unless I can find some strange flying object or so kind of beautifual shape of clouds or so shown to me.

So, in older days, Celt people had seemed to be so scared of skies in a premonition possibly they would fall down to the earth with them.
That so simple view and honest sentiment of them must tell us something so precious, to me deeper blue skies are rather awfuler than gray these, deeper blue skied need all the one on the earth so healthy and so active, its obsessive brightness would make yhe one so exhausted to look at these so positively, unless the one is so vividly self-confident to what he does, thus grayer cloudily sunny skies murkily so ambiguous impressed aspect is rather familiar with the one’s gloomy emotion, that kind of feeling is so sympathized either to me.

Skies are so vast, probably it has no border even between the hostile related nations and economic transactional trading firiction among any bilateral or trilateral relationship with any nation or company, or so kind of group and individual.

In fact, they are larger, broader beyond all carnal explicit blockages and hindrances to any proceedings than anything.

Thus, we even feel so scared and anxious to its way which we could never manage nor conquer in all skies both blue and gray.

But at the same time, we can imagine so easily that if we stay without it, we would never be able to survive on this earth.

Skies are permitting everything flying over them as a background or screen for either reconoicance drones for the lilitary or migratory birds in any season, otherwise so busy broadbanding radio wave sometimes making migratory direction so confused.

Blue, gray or so kind of neutrally inbetween colored state consistently of its being, we can stay here, there and everywhere anytime with them as the one aspect for any of us.

You are accompanied with, at a time, blue, but at another chance, so dully grayed, however you must convey any air tangibility to us all and sure temperature at each particular moment with each distinctive character in each particular degree.

Its thing is so great.

Any gentleness but it must never overcome your greatness.

Coz, you are the only one who can make us see all sunshines at each moment with differentiated lightenings in clear brightness which tells us the whereabout of the sun constantly.

Thank you, your gentleness, just coz of your presence, we all can act everything in a day of us.
And after eveningglow we can ready for welcoming each one’s finishing of that day, and easy sleep.

Thak you, sky, skies, all over the world, just you are absolutely accompanied with us all, we can make love to each other.

If we meet nothing about it, it is never attributed to the sunshine in own color nor air stream, neither temperature.
It only is mindset or will to face all things of us.

Thus, thank you the Sun, coz you make the sky and all skies for us, and either thank you water veprized to the sky all time and air in windy, freezy, or stormy and calmly luuling to the silently stable airy immovable point, with each distinctive degree of temperature.

And eventually all these things could be seen to us so anytime directly in no blockage, for their conveying of you, thank you very much, thanks lot again, you the sky and all skies all around us, again and again.

Please live along us, forever, you the sky blue and gray for us!

(Jun. 27th. 2019)