Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The Stars and The Clouds

I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of stars makes me dream. -Vincent Van Gogh

During my flight last night, I looked from my small personal entertainment screen out to the window. Beyond the airplane's wing in the pitch black of night, the sky was covered in stars. Speckled across the expanse of black, some smaller, some larger, they shone and captured my imagination.

And later, as we were landing at the beginning of a new day, I looked out to see the rising sun extending its warming orange-pink rays out across the clouds, thick above and interspersed in puffs below, lined up like schoolchildren in ordered rows. And below them, a verdant England.

1 comment:

ewa monika zebrowski said...

something comforting about the stars and the moon.
something comforting about the cosmos in all its mysterious splendour.
our moment to understand the meaning of infinity.
with love, emz.