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a big world

We live in such a big world, yeah I know what your thinking, no brainer everyone already knows that. Tonight though I was out laying on the grass looking at the sky and the clouds with my roommate, and it was beautiful there is beauty in vastness. There are so many things out there left for us to study and marvel at and one of the greatest is the sky to me. I think it's beautiful I am amazed at the texture the depth and the detail to the sky, even more I like observing it as n artist, I have not in all my years ever been able to mimic the beauty and depth the one evening sky has. Not is a dozen paintings, I've tried and I've practiced and the harder it gets to mimic, the more I am amazed by beauty. Even more than the night sky what's even harder for me to capture the beauty of is people. Not in painting, writing or music they are full of dimensions of beauty that I can't even begin to understand. People are stunning, they are breath taking and for some reason they hold depth in one being than the whole universe. The more I look at the sky the more I'm amazed by it but the more I feel protected and safe by it. It's a weird concept but true in my mind and heart, people they different. They take my breath away with their complexity and their depth and I feel safe, but I also feel a strange type of exhilaration almost like jumping a the edge into the deep unknown.
When looking at the sky I feel held by the immensity of the universe, I feel safe and protected. By people I feel like I am jumping into the ocean, I can't see everything that's there and maybe even a little scared of what's there, but your body craves the calming coolness of the ocean to save you from the burning of the sun. People are refreshing and cooling like rain in a storm that keeps you from burning in a drought. But they are also like the feeling of drowning overwhelmed not knowing what you jumped into but not sure you ever want to get out.
Life is in the details, details that make the universe beautiful and stunning to the eyes and mind. But details that make people complicated, hard to understand sometimes, and beautiful and the most complex and hard creation to be able to bring justice to from an artist standpoint. I love the universe as an artist, but I love people even more. People are beautiful no matter what standpoint you see them from.

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