The Blue Sky
Hi there.
Recently, I had a new habit. The habit is to stare at the blue sky through the somewhat-wide window in my bedroom. Sometimes the sky can be yellow, orange, pink, or red, which probably has awed you toward complete jawdroppingness by now and made you wondering whether they are really skies or actually rainbows. But truth be told, one time on a beautiful afternoon-soon-to-be-dusk, I witnessed it was in truly pretty different colors and so you know I did not fabricate a hyperbole. Sometimes it can be black. Which, of course it is “black” at night.
Of all the skies I have seen, I think blue sky is my most favorite one. This sky is very calm and delicate, and the blue reflects the color of the oceans. I always catch freedom whenever talking about those kinds of vast natural sceneries, and I love freedom. When you’re watching the sky goes by in what I call it their polite motion, there is this feeling you cannot properly describe with bare words, and sometimes, when I stare at it, I feel like I’m seeing God.
In addition to a newest habit, earlier this year I had some small-but-oh-so-beautiful reunion with my old album of The Calling, entitled Two. It is their second album. The album was sounding even more delightful in comparison with the one I used to be listening to several years ago. It was the same album and the same ears but apparently this special situation was what made it seemed more extraordinary to me.
Here is a little story that precedes. On one fine Sunday afternoon, I was staring at this fine blue sky. The background was the perfect summer weather that day, if I may add. Suddenly, the track no.4 titled “Chasing The Sun” came playing on my iTunes, and I felt like in a glimpse of eyes I was removed to another part of the world that was enchantingly and peacefully wonderful. The feeling was never like anything I had felt before. To add that, it is not only track no.4 that is outstanding. During executing the habit, all the tracks sounded in perfect harmony with everything.
I say this album is totally going to be my all-time favorite thing when summer comes. To be a bit compulsive, I say this album should be a perfect summer album to be listened to by anyone in any part of the planet, especially for those who also like to stare at the sky. This stupendous reunion with The Calling’s second album was making my staring at the sky habit more and more exhilarating.
This is as yet my very special habitual moment that’s worth telling. You probably want to try experiencing it with your own favorite summer album or perhaps with your more comfy and sparkly rooftop to do it with. Do it. Do it because your own favorite summer album might give you a whole different feeling than what has been elaborated here. Do it because I love rooftops but sadly don’t have one. Oh and you may also find a lot more indescribable sensation that you have been looking for and are going to love for the rest of your life.
“Love the sky that’s lying above us as much as you want. For it could be when you start to feel a whole new different experience. For it might be the place where you can get your not-arrived-yet inspiration. For it sure be the only picturesque painting you can see anytime for free. For it would be a real therapy for your every day problems. For it could be when you start to know that God is there upon us all.”
Mutia
Posted May 26, 2010 at 11:46am
