The Gaze

The Milky Way reaches back to itself, draped across the shoulders of the trees on either end of the sky. Looking out over its past like a proud life. My mouth agape, in awe and utter rapture, I’m caught in the gaze, forever.

~ by thefrozennorth on December 9, 2006.

Posted in Philosophy

One Response to “The Gaze”

  1. Reaching is like looking.
    I like that — so would Miller.

    Do you look back, or are you caught-only?

    mairead said this on December 9, 2006 at 10:59 pm

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