The sun sets over a pool of water
Summoning the night, bringing the darkness.
The reflective water turns black.
It looks like


Ink.
The moon glides out of the clouds
Followed by

the stars.
Millions of tiny spectacles for

All


To



See.
The moon and stars reflect against the ink.
Making the water instantly
Beautiful.
Am I…


Me?
Can the stars see me?
Am I a
Spectacle?

I am.
They

Can


See



Me.

I am one with the world
I take off my shoes
I squish my toes in the grass and mud
I place my foot








Into the ink.
I feel
The cool, warm essence,

The bringer of


Life.
Water.

I look up and see the constellations
They create an endless blanket in the sky
My mind drifts and I am up there
In
The
Stars.

I look at the Earth
It is my
Spectacle.
I watch closely.
The clouds float across the blue and green

One side
Light
The other
Dark
Bringing
life.
It stands out from any other planet
Swirling around in a circle
In an endless
Solar system.
Galaxy.
Universe.
I drift, floating where

Gravity


Doesn’t



Exist.
I can breathe and dream and
Lose myself to the natural world inside


Myself.