Something I’ve been working on. It was a picture in my head and I turned it into words.
One of them sat all alone on the ocean
Looking up into the open sky
The other floated through the gaps between the stars
And gazed down at the spiraling blue and white.
She lay on her back, a small pinpoint
Covered by the great black light-sprinkled dome,
And he, arms spread wide as if to pull it all in,
Beheld the bright spinning, breathing globe.
The great starscape spread before her,
She soaked in the immensity above,
And he could almost hold it in his hand
As he held it out from the dark vacuum of void.