I look to the sky, endless blue overtaking my vision in hues so bold I have to close my eyes once again, return to the darkness.
I dream I'm lying in the grass, looking up, not overwhelmed at the blueness this time, but enjoying it. Maybe someone is with me. Maybe they too are transfixed at the enormity of space.
I stare for a long time, thinking of how I could paint it. Struggling to capture what beauty it holds. Maybe I'll paint the stars too; little bursts of light intruding on the deep swirls of night sky.