Languid skies

This is my view today. I’d forgotten was it was to look up and just enjoy the serenity in the sky. Watching the light, weightless clouds slowly glide past, guided by the breeze.

I can hear the wind in the trees too, swooshing and shushing. If I close my eyes I can almost imagine that it’s the sea gently rolling into the beach.

There’s a word for today. One that encapsulates the mood and action of this lazy Thursday in the sun. Languid. I have no desire to do anything, nor am I really capable; my condition making me fatigued and foggy.

So I laid back, looked up at the sky and felt peaceful and relaxed. It’s refreshing, just staring at the blue and white patterns above, breathing in and out in time with the wind, imagining I could be at the beach. Perhaps we don’t look up as often as we should, just for no other reason that to see the sky that stretches above us all, the same sky we would all see, if we took a moment to look above.

Published by Cat Lumb

Writer, Writing Coach, and Writing Workshop Facilitator

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