At the top
of the hill
the sky
exploded,
till everywhere you looked
was sky,
deep and bright and welcoming,
suddenly,
as if it had not
been before
at lower elevations
but was born and died anew
as altitude was gained or lost.
At the top
of the hill
the sky
exploded,
till everywhere you looked
was sky,
deep and bright and welcoming,
suddenly,
as if it had not
been before
at lower elevations
but was born and died anew
as altitude was gained or lost.