There must be a way out for the blue sky

I thought there must be a way out for the blue sky when I lost somebody so important in my life seven years ago.

I had been searching for the way out and waiting for being illuminated by the beautiful blue sky.

One day, I dragged myself on to the land and I looked up the sky.

It was a cloudless blue sky but my heart was still corrupted by a huge loss.

Then, I started seeing branches of the tree moving and feeling a breeze blowing through my hair.

I started seeing grass, trees, neighbor's roof....and realized that it was not only the blue sky what makes it beautiful.

Then, I remembered that I saw the same sky with him and felt the same gentle wind with him.

I realized something so special in the huge loss.

I never look at the sky the same way.

I see his legacy in the blue sky. 

I see my future in the blue sky.

Now, I am mastering to have a panoramic view of all the legacies from the lives I learned whether it be cloudy or blue sky.