When I look up at the sky, I feel significantly small. Significant enough to make an impact yet small in this vast world that we call our own, yet smaller in this multiverse.
It’s a humbling experience.
To learn that billions of us of different races, ethnicity, countries, genders, ideas share the same sky. That we all are so different from one another but yet the same.
To understand that we are not alone.
To know that there is a world out there to explore.
To realise that there is a universe out there to figure about our origin.
I’m in awe.
To see how differently shaped clouds float together in the bright blue sky in such unison.
To be able to look when the sky is beautifully painted with the hues of sunset.
To see how the sky gets dark and how the stars show up one by one until the sky is nothing but a blanket full of diamonds.
To be showered in the silvery hazy glow of the moon.
To feel an ineffable notion within me, that makes me feel right at home, that longs to go back to its roots.
as I continue to look up in amazement, gaze at the infinity and ask the most important questions.
To ponder about my place in this wondrous universe.
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