look up

the world is so big

life, is so big

it’s all so much bigger than me, or you

or us, or this

problem.

this infinitesimal problem

(in the grand scheme // in the bigness of things // life)

between us.

can we just

let it

go?

can we just, look out

on the horizon

and see the birds

dancing in the sunset

and really see them

until we realize that this

really isn’t

as important as we are making it to be

in our heads.

can we just be?

can we meet in the quiet stillness, the infinite

stillness

between two souls

watching this all play out like a national geographic feature

moved, by the violence

the grief, the profound

beauty

of nature

mine and yours.

((or shall we keep playing the humans, eyes glued to this moment, turning it, again & again?))