Seen

Seen from deep in a well,
the sky looks tiny during the day
and disappears completely at dark.

It is anything but.

Seen from the middle of the ocean,
every direction looks like
the way home on a cloudy day.

Such is not the case.

Seen from the height of a cliff,
distant fields seem covered
in fur rather than wheat.

And trees become matchsticks.

Seen from within,
the sky is a shadow of what lies beyond,
the horizon offers a home wherever we travel,
and the land will always outlive us.