by Naomi Shihab Nye
We forget about the spaciousness
above the clouds
but it’s up there.The sun’s up there too.
When words we hear don’t fit the day,
when we worry
what we did or didn’t do,
what if we close our eyes,
say any word we love
that makes us feel calm,
slip it into the atmosphere
and rise?
Creamy miles of quiet.
Giant swoop of blue.
Last updated February 18, 2023