Small Blue Dot

looking out the window...night
sky is cloudy...subdued light
is reflected.from the ground
while lying here the only sound

is my breathing out and in
my mind above where stars begin
shining through a sea of air...
above the atmosphere is where

I am moving just by thought
first to Mars which has caught
my attention...in a flash
above a valley where I've dashed

contemplating Sun in sky
as to our star away I fly...
with birkeland currents flowing in, -
suddenly remembering

cloudy skies on Earth at night
lying, breathing, subdued light
the only sound a whoosh of air
its rhythmic calling back to where

I am living...in a place
moving ever on through space,
sometimes grounded, sometimes not
while I'm on this small blue dot