Flighty sky

The huge sea was looking at the blue eyes of the sky.
It was the truthful love of the sea for the transparent sky.

The sky’s dress was decorated by white light clouds.
The bright sun painted the lines on its tender body.

“You are the most beautiful soul in this world,” the sea
softly breathed the words of love to the sky.

The sky looked at the sea indifferently,

“I prefer to look at you as you are my mirror.
You reflect my beauty and the flight of the clouds.”

It was the last minute when the sea was calm.
The deafening bellow of the sea was the main sound of that day.

….

A dead calm opened the new day.

The sky looked at the sea in the morning as always.

No emotions.

It was a clear reflection in water.