Paint Me a Sky.7:39 PM
|A random photo of sunset in Universiti Malaysia Pahang|
I knew people, I observed them. The way they talk, how they carve their smiles. And how I wish people are just like the sky. The sky changes but the beautifulness stay. Well maybe because it belongs to the God up in the skies, undefeated in all aspects.
But aren't we too belong to the God?
So now, paint me a sky with your trusts, honesty, and words. So I know when it changes, new colors and shapes it made. But will the beautifulness stay?
I'll just let it for us to ponder.
To mend and make it beautiful again for us to divine.