Occhiolism

When you finally become aware

Of the smallness

Of your perspective

It’s your first breath of air

Or jumping off a cliff and

Falling into a canyon

It’s like coming up from the bottom

Of a deep blue ocean

Or the drop of your stomach as you plummet

It’s how I felt

When I looked out and realized

There’s so much to this universe

Things I’ll never know

My existence will be so short here on this planet

Everything will keep living and evolving

Like it did before I was born

A hundred, thousand, million

Years ago