sky

There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.

“With these hands a life will spring-whose limbs will stretch to the limitless sky, whose leaves will grace the vastness of the universe”

... here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart I carry your heart(i carry it in my heart).

Gratitude to the Great Sky who holds billions of stars -
and goes yet beyond that -
beyond all powers, and thoughts and yet is within us -
Grandfather Space.
The Mind is his Wife

We all live under the same sky, but we don't all have the same horizon.

Inebriate of Air - am I -
And Debauchee of Dew -
Reeling - thro endless summer days -
From inns of Molten Blue -

To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee -

In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.