The Story of the Sky
The Story of the Sky
At the end of a long,
hard day you know you are graced with the ability to view the blue satin that
veils our world. With a single tilt of the head, your eyes can explore the night’s sky. Venture through its darkness, towards the pinpricks of light that are
scattered across it. Like glitter glue smeared across a dark canvas.
Your eyes gloss over
the sky, skimming through the constellations that stud it.
Aquila. Auriga. Carina.
Each one proclaiming tales of strength, hope and adventure.
Stories that are age-old and eternally weaved into the fabrics of our universe.
In this sense, the sky is a novel, with short stories interwoven between its sapphire covers.
Anyone can read this book if they so choose, with a simple alteration to their posture.
It’s full of words you’ve read thousands of times yet seem different and more magical each time you bend the spine...
You’ve read the story of the moon and its rocky craters.
How it orbits the Earth so we’re never alone in the expanse of the galaxy. We always have a friend by our side.
You know by heart, the grey rock that seems so small from our planet, the perfect size to put in your pocket. You know, in reality that it is far bigger than a garden stone.
It’s a story you love.
One that constantly reminds you that you may seem small but, you are actually strong and lion-hearted, just like the moon.
Aquila. Auriga. Carina.
Each one proclaiming tales of strength, hope and adventure.
Stories that are age-old and eternally weaved into the fabrics of our universe.
In this sense, the sky is a novel, with short stories interwoven between its sapphire covers.
Anyone can read this book if they so choose, with a simple alteration to their posture.
It’s full of words you’ve read thousands of times yet seem different and more magical each time you bend the spine...
You’ve read the story of the moon and its rocky craters.
How it orbits the Earth so we’re never alone in the expanse of the galaxy. We always have a friend by our side.
You know by heart, the grey rock that seems so small from our planet, the perfect size to put in your pocket. You know, in reality that it is far bigger than a garden stone.
It’s a story you love.
One that constantly reminds you that you may seem small but, you are actually strong and lion-hearted, just like the moon.
You’ve dog-eared the pages of the narrative about the stars. Felt the heat of their burning luminescence transcend through the paper.
You’ve seen the bright oranges, ambers and whites that illuminate our galaxy and our sky in pools of light. All through the words of the author.
You’ve come to appreciate their life-giving light.
And have begun to comprehend their size, their abundance and as a result, your own place in the universe…
When you think about
the number of stars that exist and how life is so much bigger than just our planet, you begin to realise how small your problems
really are.
But, you also come to understand how incredible your life really is.
How completely amazing the human race is.
In this ginormous, almost unfathomable universe, it is us that have been granted the opportunity to life.
Granted the opportunity to make the most of our planet.
Granted the opportunity to explore the night sky with a simple turn of the head.
But, you also come to understand how incredible your life really is.
How completely amazing the human race is.
In this ginormous, almost unfathomable universe, it is us that have been granted the opportunity to life.
Granted the opportunity to make the most of our planet.
Granted the opportunity to explore the night sky with a simple turn of the head.
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