The light outside goes from pitch dark in the west to pale blue in the east where the sun is rising. The vast horizon offers a glimpse into the nature of things; the flux that always is. Where does something begin and where does it end? The sun keeps rising and setting at the same time.
And then there is a landscape of clouds; mountains and valleys, caves and river beds. The rivers are dark and deep. Who knows what secrets lie in those depths? All I know is that way below the waters is a deeper ocean. The clouds are moving, shape shifting, undecided on what they want to be or can be. The possibilities are infinite.