Look Up! You’re Missing the Fun

In the sky a bird rejoiced. We say they sing for rain.
One of those things you almost miss because you looked away.
Always looking down, scrolling to no end, while in front of us
a sublime scenery takes shape and form.

I say to myself, let’s just walk; no music, no browsing, no talking,
just walk. And without warning I find my face again buried in my phone.
Repeatedly saying to self, “Look up! You’re missing the sun.” And the fun,
and the beauty of the formation of silver clouds up above.

So then I lift my head up high and briefly close my eyes to take it all;
feel the sunshine on my face, air filling up my lungs, my legs moving forward,
feet tapping on the sidewalk, creating my own song. Disconnecting from the
boisterous world is complete surrender, it’s floating within your own soul.