Looking up into the blueness,
The vastness of space collected
Together for our mutual endeavor,
And our innermost pleasure.
It’s beholden to see, such a treasure
Of sight, and delight. It often reminds
Me of being a young boy, living freely, no limits
In sight, breathing in all of life’s gifts one at a time.
And, today, even on gray days, I can see
Through that pillowy cover to the blueness
That is there, awaiting the next time, the next breath,
Winds shifting with our beating hearts,
To reveal the depth of the drifting blue expanse.
In response to the Saturday RagTag Daily Prompt, by Punam.