The sky is getting lighter now
as the ground is reaching darker.
A muddy juxtaposition where
for a couple weeks
the air will seem dry and heavy
waiting for the ground wet to sop up
so the clouds can pour again.
I think the sky can feel
the ground’s pulse
no division between earth and horizon
maybe it’s all just atmosphere
But then I wonder where the air ends and space begins.
I’m sure science can tell me,
but I’m craving something more
instinctive.
The emotional response to space travel.
That must be the most away from home
a person can feel,
away from oxygen and rain.
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