Vantage Point
Vantage Point
From ‘one’ perspective
a single view
upon which all thoughts,
ideas, values, beliefs
are born
Then one day
a stirring
as a single gaze into the stars
reveals a perspective unexplored
If only to touch one single
star
and so I climbed
and climbed
and climbed…
the darkness penetrated by
the Milky Way, Orion, and the Big Dipper
I stumbled a few times
my head down so as
to watch each tempered
step
I stopped to catch my breath
only to realize the stars
began giving way to dawn
An orange sky
segued with red and yellow
the sun still a distance away
from the Earth rotating to welcome her brilliance
As I looked ‘down’ into the valley
Splashed as if immersed
in a Holy Baptism
My perspective,
my one single point
shattered
Amazed at the endless
nothingness
linking together
everything
I discovered in the lost
nowhere that yes
I was now
Here
Opened by wonder
mystery and awe…
Everything I’ve come to
know, believe, trust in
vanished as if
forgotten~~~
yet discovered
The Sun rose its head
I was blinded
and yet for the
first time
I saw a point
and then beyond
I love this poem Sandy, and your picture.
Judy