skyward

i do not know the sky at all. its name. its colour. its boundaries.

that may extend from north to south. north north west to south south east.

i have never known the sky at all.

its beauty. its purpose. its sense of being.

oh yes. especially in its relation to me.

i may gaze but i never wonder enough. its a cardinal sin. no doubt.

lord!

please grant me this. i shall look skyward again.