A poem by Isabelle Sorrells
I didn’t know –
or maybe I didn’t see –
How big the sky really is
Until I saw big Texas sky.
It demands your attention with its enormity
Too big to hold just one color or shade.
It is nature’s cathedral above the plains
Echoing the vastness of God.
Were you aware
The sky is a gradient of blue?
The more I study it, the more wonders I find.
People (myself included) really should
Look up
more.
When you turn your gaze above
The ground slips away
And I’ve found no matter where you are
– how ugly or beautiful a place –
The sky will always be a work of art available to all.
It is also,
I think,
A healthy reminder
Of just how much we need the ground.
Words Worth While 