my voice leaps breathless, the drone
of a thousand wings, flutters, prayers
for life. do you listen?
in moments I am jealous of such desire,
while you shudder to earth beneath the
impressions of a hundred unkind whispers.
for now, you let the openness act as a wall.
from here, I am steady with life for your word.
children, parents, these are masks,
worries, fears, mere reflections of
missing you, ripples within wondering.
I will let the sky be too big.
I will let breezes prowl across the open spaces.
2 thoughts on “the sky is too big”
I’m glad you will let it be. Is it ever too big? Perhaps only when it makes us aware of how very puny and unimportant we really are?
thanks. as in surrender/acceptance, but that’s a less interesting way to say. that’s more positive, do you think? 🙂