People say, “If you’re not watching, you could miss it.”

In this hand, We captured it.

The sun glistened through the white puffs. 

An aura crowding in symphony with one another.

Imagine as the bird. 

Witnessing the same views constantly.

The majestic skies are what we are missing.

The skies we have seen a thousand times – or have we?

The sun rejuvenates us like we are a plant.

A plant that craves the aura of the sunrays.

Or a bird that travels the sunrays.

Travels to find its way back to its nest.

Imagine as the hatching egg.

Embracing for the unknown.

The unknown of the sun's radiance.

The crispy air that will crack us free.

Or simply imagine as a human.

To be consumed into the bright colors around us.

To be the one pondering exalted wonders.

If we don’t, we’ll miss it.