Not by chance the sky has been always compared to something spiritual – to paradise, to bliss, to something beautiful and pure… Recently, taking off from Vienna in a grew cloudy day one interesting metaphor stroke my mind:
When we are so called down to Earth and the sky looks grey, when it’s raining, it’s cold and unpleasant – the whole world looks like it and we can’t imagine a sun shining anywhere else:
Rising higher, struggling throughout dark clouds, it can look like that:
or like that: (more…)
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