Sky?

What's up there? What's out? Why Is that place there? Does it do something? It's a bright blue envelope Containing the earth. Too bad there's no window To see Whom it's addressed to. I want to have it, But I'm trapped inside! I wonder if I could Get out if I tried. I want to know who mailed us. Maybe all my thoughts Float up there and Keep the world spinning. Is there enough air Up there For all life to breathe deeply? Would humanity be better off If it stayed electric Blue forever, Or would we miss The darkness we so fear? Have we grown accustomed to a miracle? Don't lock me away; I want to look at it! I will stand atop the highest mountain; Will it take me? Tell the secret I wish to know! Am I as undeserving As billions before me, Who've gazed upon you in wonder?