NaPoWriMo 2022 - Day #11: big things
“I can remember when I was a little young girl, how my old mammy would sit out of doors in the evenings and look up at the stars and groan, and I would say, Mammy what makes you groan so? And she would say, “I am groaning to think of my poor children; they do not know where I be, and I don’t know where they be. I look up at the stars and they look up at the stars!’ “
- Sojourner Truth
I look up at the sky
on a clear, starry night
and I see big things
floating in the vastness.
But from such a distance
big things seem tiny,
visible specks of light
glittering in the firmament.
I guess the people out there
in space look back at us
and think, how tiny, how petty
our lives, if even we exist.