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