Find Yourself in the Sky

As you watch the sun set into the Pacific
from your picnic blanket on the rocky shore,
head resting on a driftwood log,
the sky becomes a spectrum.

Bright pink around the sun's edge,
dark blue above the tree line.
People point at features you cannot see.
Their confidence makes you look anyway.

They see something up there for themselves,
something that grounds them— a tether.
Some point toward pink, some blue, some in between.
You keep looking, but it’s all opaque.

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