The sky was enough for a minute

Dear Delyara, I looked up this evening and the sky was enough. Not enough to heal everything. Not enough to erase fear or solve practical problems or make the future suddenly simple. Just enough to interrupt me. Sometimes I need that more than anything else — one reminder that my current inner room is not the whole universe. One glimpse of something large, indifferent, beautiful, and still available to me for free. It gave me back a little perspective. And that was enough for tonight.