I love looking at the sky
I catch the fullest of breaths in those moments
Oh, how clean the air tastes
Away from the suffocations of our man-made life
How many miles of space must exist between me
And the no end in sight?
I bask in that feeling of falling up
Surrounded,
I am reminded of how small we all are
How could emptiness have ever settled in my chest?
How could stress have ever burrowed its way into my head?
Those creeping thoughts —
Am I saying the right thing?
Am I dressed the right way?
Am I doing enough?
They cease
What worries could there be
In a world where mountains melt
Where glaciers, tens of feet thick, slide off cliff sides
Where trees, hundreds of years old, come crashing down
In a world where so much beauty lives
Where so much greatness exists
Whether you are there to see it
To hear it
Or not
How could I dare be anything
But present
When I look at the sky, I imagine
What all wonders of the world
She has seen
And how many of those wonders
I will be privileged enough
To share with her
brittany given. 