There’s a whole world up there;
not beyond the clouds,
but in the clouds themselves.
Up there lies the basis of life,
a reservoir of existence
ready to reinvigorate every ant down here.
And up there lies mystery –
a series of questions we still can’t answer,
a series of questions we don’t know how to ask.
I like the sun moreso than many,
but sometimes, just sometimes,
thank the heavens above
for the silver-lined reservoirs of life.

© Blake Leitch July 21, 2015