How can you not appreciate the clouds at dusk
Set ablaze by the sun,
Saying it’s final farewell to the only day that will ever be like that
In all history?

How can you not see the beauty in the light shining through
The conflagration of colored leaves,
Dappling you and everything beneath the trees’ limbs in resplendent glory
Turning your surroundings into a different planet?


How can you look at the night sky without stopping in your tracks,
Twirling
Trying to drink every twinkling corner of the heavens
In with your own two eyes?

How can you look at something so spectacular
And brush it off,
Like dust on your coat?
For if you look closer,
You will see
It was stardust.