The Legend of the Wh

The sky is blue, the wind is light, the trees are green and the flowers are bright. The birds sing sweetly.,Death is both an end and a new beginning. Flowers bloom and wither, cycling through endless renewal. All beings can only let go of attachments and accept the natural flow of things.,The reason I stare at the sky is merely a habit from my past life. Perhaps it's a dying wish to no longer be human, thus reincarnating as a snake.。