Why do people look up at the sky?

Perhaps because it is the only way.

In the sky.
We cannot swim like the sea.
We cannot sow seeds like the soil.

We cannot fly by my own power alone.
We cannot talk to the sky alone.

The sky of my dreams.

I want to talk with the sky.
I want to communicate with the sky.

How can I send words to it?
How can I hear his reply?



I thought that I need the tool to communicate
with the sky and the heart.

That is my boomerang.

I feel that I have become quite good friends with the sky,
but I would like to increase the number of words
I can enjoy speaking with it so that
we can have more conversation.