Changing like ephemeral ceilings from night to day,
entranced I watch these ethereal skies, under whom live billions of restless lives…
while every moment, in silence they unflinchingly execute their purpose; indicating the unstoppable passage of time, the steady helpless depletion of life and the utter transience of all human endeavor with such paradoxical beauty; as they switch from glorious mornings to amber afternoons to starry twilight, and dissolve into the darkest of nights.