Night Sky

I gaze up at the moon and wonder what she sees when she looks down at me. What does she think when she looks at this broken world of ours? Oh, how we must have changed since the time when she first laid eyes upon us.

Humankind has become so separated. So closed off from one another. One man’s experience is his own and will never be felt by another. So-much-so that, when we look up, when we all look up, we see a different sky. A different moon. Different stars. Though it is still the same great heavenly body. The same high-vaulted ceiling of the only home we’ll ever know. It connects us. It binds us. And yet, humans are still so separated. We have removed ourselves from the rest of the world. Raised ourselves above other animals. Above other people. We have raised ourselves so high above Earth and Sky that we think we can reach any height. But the sky doesn’t belong to us.

The moon is her own.



2 Comments Add yours

  1. Wow ! A great connect through your post

    Liked by 2 people

    1. caillenjames says:

      Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed reading.


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