Up in the sky

The sky is clouded today with jolts
of curiosity curated with awe
by admirers looking up
with reverence, reveling though remembering
limits are a manmade conceit.

How could you not marvel at what you
don’t know, as if counting to infinity
on your fingers
is as natural as the nuclear fusion
we ignore hanging just above us.

Why aren’t you fascinated with forever?
The perplexity of perpetually trying
to perceive that which is above us,
beyond our understanding, clouds
my mind too often, obscuring the blues.