Clouds

The section of the sky where a cloud meets the sunlight. Its absolutely beautiful, the color of purity and bliss. Where light is combined into substance the sky radiates with a heavenly glow. I think this part of a cloud gives me a sense of clarity, or hope. This light represents unknown wonders we can only wish to know someday.

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