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