Open Grandeur

This morning was lovely. I had to take an extremely challenging chemistry quiz from my eccentric teacher, but other than that it went by pretty smoothly. This week's schedule is actually flexible so I excited about that. We might have a snow day in Berlin tomorrow so I could be able to....sleep!

On that August afternoon
we walked from the car
as the conversations of the trip
disappeared into the air.
The path was very nostalgic
with roots and leaves scattered
over it, making little areas of growth.

We appear out into the open
as my eyes open up and
take in all of the ocean, rocks, and mist.
The waves smashed against the
World’s jagged foibles
and took the power I once
thought I had.

Then you placed your arm
around my stricken body
as if you were showing
me the universal grandness
of the world, yet
you held me there to make
sure I would not dive in.

All those times including this one
you were showing me the world—
from when we painted the flats
to look like Victorian style porches
to when you gave me
a documentary on art and
life.

Now as I look out and
smell the salt cleansing my mind,
I understand something about
I, we, the whole world,
and yet, like the sea, it is too
big for me…
…to grasp it.