Perspective

It’s evening, I’m walking home and I look up. Above me is the heavens, silhouetted in the foreground with white wispy clouds. All around there are stars. I see the little dipper. I stop to take in the vastness and all of a sudden I feel insignificant and so do my thoughts and feelings. We’re all specks of infinitesimal smallness nesseled in a universe of love.

Why can’t we see it?

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