Once in a while we need to see the wildness
of the sky. It reminds us that it’s on not a screen
(unless some truly humongous being is holding
us–sky, oceans, earth and all–on some screen
in its hands, and that’s as good a story as any,
except, you know, the real one). Nope, not a screen.
You can get in a plane and fly through the sky in this one.
You can stretch out on the grass below and watch the moon.
How’s that for a wonder and a mystery!
Every now and then the sky likes to remind us.
It likes to dramatize the sheer immensity of it all
and how it seems to have no end. And here we are,
watching it, alive.