I saw my city today through a birds eye. I was tall...wayyy up high. Precipitation didn't bother me. My view was filled with mother nature's beauty. The clouds drizzled wet stuff. As I admired the skyline it seemed fair enough. And in the far beyond where the buildings met with the sky. They intertwined with grace. As they entertained my doting eye. I watched people with there comes and goes. I noticed many places I've been but still had I don't knows. I saw my city through a birds eye. There is plenty green and hardly smoke. I saw a glimpse of heaven in that far beyond. Perhaps you were there looking right at me and that is why the far beyond was magical to me. RIP