I look up and see the expanse
It is infinite, like our potential
Beautiful like any sunrise
Captivated, I stare at it
I am almost in a trance from looking at it
The swirling of the expanse reminds me of the cream
in a cup of coffee, freshly stirred
Speechless, I stare longer
Knowing that I am but a spec in the universe humbles
me a bit
I sit back and think maybe I can shine bright with
infinite potential like you
Ever-growing, like the endless
Expanse