the orange sky

I was free and released when I saw the orange sky in the afternoon, I shouted like someone who was doubtful, hesitated surrounded by wind. The green plain above the fog, is beautifully inexorable. The rain brought me back on my way home, climbing down with humility. I just murmured, how beautiful His creation. I adore you my nature, not on land, nor in the ocean. Clear, bluish green, more and more beautiful inside. Looks beautiful from the occupants, they are free to run, joking cheerfully, the longer they do not want to be separated from them .. after a long time I was small, far away, shrinking in the swamp of nature .. I tried to dance over Indonesian nature, free, dancing and singing .