I think the sky is bigger here. I took this tonight as we were driving to a friend’s house:
I wrote this in my journal a few weeks ago as we drove the same road:
I’m looking through a wide angle lens.
The clouds billow and plume and stretch to an invisible dome.
Like a snow globe.
Or the Truman Show.
I’m not a poet, so here is an excerpt from Edna St. Vincent Millay’s poem Renascence:
The world stands out on either side
No wider than the heart is wide;
Above the world is stretched the sky,
No higher than the soul is high.
The heart can push the sea and land
Farther away on either hand;
The soul can split the sky in two,
And let the face of God shine through.
But East and West will pinch the heart
That can not keep them pushed apart;
And he whose soul is flat–the sky
Will cave in on him by and by.
No higher than the soul is high.
Me thinks….I will never leave this place.
I took this photo right after the one of the sky:
Boo: We get air conditioning when we go fast on the highway.
Three cheeseburgers wide.
I think that might have to be our Christmas Card photo.
I don’t think I could ever leave, either! We have big skies here in Texas, too…but where we live it’s obstructed by the concrete jungle. We’re making it a point to head out to the Smokies next spring to experience more of God’s beauty!
Just rediscovered your blog and i’m so inspired by the way you see life and the way you write. Thank you for reminding me how beautiful life is and how important it is to write about it. Love that you moved to the Mountains. Hope to meet one day. xo from SC
Beautiful photo, beautiful words! Both yours and hers. I’ve been enjoying your photos and snippets on Instagram, thank you so much for sharing them.
“The soul can split the sky in two.” I love watching the sky., especially at night though. xoxo
Beautiful routes which forge you heart, what a beautiful childhood for Boo !
“I think that might have to be our Christmas Card photo.”
Best line. Ever.