Monthly Archives: August 2015

Comet

I hope I can always look up and feel it; that infinite wonder, that peace, that hope. I hope I’m never too jaded to believe in the bigger picture, the big dipper, orion’s belt.
I hope I can always look up and feel closer to something better, something whole and pure and ready. Ready and waiting for me to realize it.
These distant diamonds are far more precious than any fools paradise below. I’m looking for you when I’m looking up, but I just find me. That will always be enough.

M.