Skyward

Look up!—to the vast expanse, a canvas painted in hues of azure, clouds waltzing softly, a ballet in the high winds.

The sun, a blazing orb, a herald of warmth, blinding only if you gaze too long, its rays pierce through the veil, revelatory, fiery truths.

Night removes the light, stars ripple in the black, a cosmic tapestry, a reminder of the infinite, you and I, merely fleeting flickers, but the universe, abiding and eternal.

• Polia de Montalcini