Sky people watch me
when I go about at night,
silent in wisdom,
having already traveled
the roads I walk.
I do not hear them
as they “aw”
when I stumble in the dark,
nor see them cheer
as I pick myself up again,
but I know they do
because I read
their signs.
good piece–your work is always strongest connected with the earth and sky…
grad work can be a grind with everything thing else–ed or writing?
So beautiful. So profound. So utterly true…
Scot,
Thank you! I do so love earth and sky.
Sumedh,
Thank you so much.
Nochipa