2009 will be just like any other beautiful day! Sometimes, I like to just look at the sky and dream abt fantasies.
Filling my mind with refreshing air and appreciate how wondrous the sky can be.
Of clouds like candies. Of clouds like a deer. Of clouds like Santa.
I love the sky 'cause it brings surprises to my life via the vast expanse above my head.
Sinking myself to dream town where fairies exists,
Or putting myself deep in thought when even the most angered thing to me could become forgiven.
Make a wish to God and may it come true.
Skies filled with big shining stars look so pretty.
A pure gold-ed charm could be noted as a plain thing.
And the moon with an old hag living on it can never make the moon less round.
Skies filled with marshmallow clouds in the azure blue sky gives pride, honour and passion.
Even the darkest clouds could be lighted with a streak of lightning.
Gives people the creeps.
Next goes KABOOoom!
See, the sky is so unexpected.
It could rain gunbolts, money, elephants and what not.
Surprises surprises. The storm is mysterious.
In the bright daylight, it could be patches of clouds scattered all around.
It might be like clumped cotton wool tangled together.
I might be telling us a story.
Look through the sky, penetrate into another world.
With warm arms that invitingly invites me.
For the next few centuries and more.
Take note of the sky.
You know what to do.
