06 March, 2014

Imperfectly Perfect

 "You give but little when you give of your possessions.
It is when you give of yourself that you truly give."
~ Khalil Gibran

The sky was smudged with varying shades of bold orange, blossom pink, subtle purple, deep blue and a comforting indigo. They merged unevenly into each other, painting a pleasant canvas behind the dull golden evening Sun.

Shyra watched the setting Sun sink gracefully behind the shadowy grey hills and felt a sympathy at the benevolent Sun going down against such an imperfectly perfect scene.

"It wasn't fair", Shyra thought, "to the Sun to be absent for the fascinating spectacle it had lent itself to so delicately." She let out a thoughtful sigh reflecting, "But this is how it is. This... is Life!"


Venice :)