Gazing Off
I have often gazed
up at the sky, and
off at the sea – sensing
a certain innate airiness
about me; told of relationship
between fishes and me –
the firm of land perhaps
only relative to my thinking...
often restlessly pacing,
soaring,
falling,
drinking
and sinking....
wondering further
if distant stars and galaxies
are not simply there
to assemble and store
not just for direction...but more!
to ponder if the seeming infinite
may have other places for us to
visit and explore
perhaps realizing metaphysical tentacles
far outreaching the common five men
currently enhance for more
maybe dimensions of fantastical
experience, as revealed to humanity
even greater~sensing-repertoire?
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2022
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