How many shades of colours does the sky possess? Every time I look, it’s a different sky. Myriad shades of blue, and grey, and the red that filters through the clouds at dusk. It’s clear and it’s cloudy. The clouds just hang there or move softly. What is the ever changing sky a sign of? The silhouette of the mountains and the clouds that hover over them. The rivers and the golden brown sunsets in my mind. The trees. The eagles that flying so serene suddenly turn and go in the other direction. What does it all mean? These sights that the heart lives by? The entire earth is a vision! The mind can’t make sense of it. But the heart knows . You gasp for breath and the lips say Subhan Allah.