It reaches us and we understand but yet we can never swallow the actual grandness of this sea
we stare into the past while standing in the present as light travels to us with outlandish speed
but still together in the wide space, black and unknown to us small apathetic beings
we watch, we paint the unseen gathering of stars and galaxies all spread out
gaps in those clouds and wonder where they could lead us or to us
and the warm darkness they emit around but we see
the thick cloud over cloud over cloud
we see the flapping wings
look at the sky
we;
