Tale of Sky

I will tell you about the sky. Life – is a difficult thing. Various adventures and events happen in it. There are white and black days or lines there. One said that all events in our life are neutral, it is just our attitude to it, that is widelychanging. We are particularly astonished by failures. Or maybe I am wrong? People are unconsciously ready to all bad for some reason or other. It’s bad, and we should try to change our attitude to such things. For sure, it’s easy to talk about it. Much harder is to do it. But we have something from gods inside of us. We can create. We have the right of choice. But it is difficult. A lot of people try to avoid this stroke. Those, who for all that make a choice, take on their shoulders great moral load. It is difficult in such minutes. And you need support in such minutes. Friends are not every time able to understand and help you. In such cases you have to look for help inside of yourself. But we are rather weak, if we do not lean on something big and infinite, permanent and significant. We can talk about God. But it is said in Bible that you mustn’t call the name of God without necessity. But nothing is said about the creature. Everything that is his creature. We can talk the whole eternity about everything. We are interested in temporary things. But we are looking for help and support only in difficult moments of our life. We don’t need the eternity. We are interested in temporary things. So we have to look for something that would fully reflect essence of this unique and immense thing. The example, a kind of approximation, one can name see or hurricane. In my opinion, the most exactly it is reflected by the sky. It is reflected in all relations. So, the sky. You know what I am talking about. It isnever the same. It is unique and changeable, low and heavy, boundless and high, clear and light. Any. What kind of sky do you like? The question is probably rather impolite. I am not sure, that I could answer the question. I like any kind of it. But in difficult moments of my life I recollect one of my trips to the fields and forests. I have just left from forestand find myself on the field. In the distance the strip of trees, framing field, was being seen. Shadows were floating like waves through the field. It was a sunny, at the same time windy day. Clouds were floating slowly and pompously in the sky. The sun was peeping from round them from time to time, probably with a hope to see something interesting on those fields among forests. The wind was rolling through the trees and grass on the field, then he was catching clouds and snatch out sun from round of them. After some time he hides somewhere far off and then appears again behind the back. All these were happening on the background of deep blue sky. It simply was. It envelops everything around, without touching it. It was everywhere and at the same time nowhere. This colour and peace impress everyone by its contrast. This moment keeps in my mind forever. Probably it was the moment of happiness. We live in such moments. I would wish everybody have as many of them as possible. One can talk about another thing. It is also important. Everything starts and ends with it. In a fit of inspiration you feel as if you felt Eternity. Probably it’s true. But we are mortals. And contemporary is more important for us. For some reason or other. That sky knows why. But he won’t tell us. We can just guess, but the problem is that we don’t understand. And in such moments we are overcame by sorrow. The soul is aching and we plunge into our troubles in order to raise your head ones again and recollect that we are people and we have our place under this sky. And just think about, for what all this?