Sky

My part of the space

my domain

my dominion

of the limitless

I can carry it where I wish

without encumbering my neck

Or wish it away in a blink

without ever losing it

I can frame it

with windows of wood and concrete

Or let it loose without fearing

spilling or pillage

Adorn it with clouds sometimes,

with or without sliver of silver

And with a sun, a moon

and galaxies beyond count

My only true legacy

that will leave me

to my life grounded,

earthy.

I can share it with the rest

birds, insects, even humans

Without risking reducing it

or stepping on ambitions of any

It gives meaning to wings

and premise to the orbits

of stars and planets

belligerent

Sometimes out there

hung out to be the firmament

Oftentimes just with

and within me

My sky.

Private. Limitless.