Like a long bowl of glass
the sky bears down on open seas.
The sun with its glaring yellow mass
hovers above, untouched by the breeze.
The sky is open and forever wide,
no ocean can with its expanse compete.
And we can’t see the other side,
as restricted as our view must be.
We feel the sky far above or low,
close to the touch when clouds disperse.
But then the distance of the stars does show
the unbelievable extension of the universe.
