Did you know you’d be

on the other side of it, intemperate?

enervated, yet among stars that bore me,

mesmerized by the cloud cover of white

before me, what color of blue can this be?

the sky speaks to me in a language known

for All Time, for the space among us, more

heart than anything – is it Titanium White? Or

Thalo Blue? It is a higher perspective when what’s

really at stake is more than Ethereal reckonings:

—Knowing that I can see this—

© K. James Ribble

Writing Prompt: outside my imagination