so huge
that we miss them,
in a sky
we're so keen
to elbow one another
and point to
and croon out a name
like diamond blue
or blood red
when we know
deep inside
that neither of them is true:
in a world
that's so conspicuous
it's hard
to be understood,
it's even harder, through
all of our striving
to do so,
just to be silently
seen.
