"It was one of those March days
when the sun shines hot
and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light,
and winter in the shade."
For the blue that's in your eye,
Was given as a present
From the fabric of the sky,
And when you're gazing skywards,
It's no wonder that you yearn,
When part of what you're made of,
Always wishes to return."
~ Erin Hanson
"My soul is in the sky."
~ William Shakespeare