When I look up, I see tree branches stretched toward heaven like coral against a blue sea.
|Tree Branches Like Coral|
|Tangled in the Sky|
We're all down here, swimming in a great blue sea. I'm miniature against an enormous coral reef. I see it in my mind, and the whole story unfolds in color.
The emptiness invites the poetry.
When life seems stark, you get to make the beauty yourself. You feast on the empty.