And when I died

The Good Lord gave me one more day

To return to earth

Just to see it all once more—

The sky, I realized for the first time

A perfect Cerulean blue.

The noise, music.

The wind, an exhale.

I never noticed

The beautiful complexities of humans

How strange we were

How we longed to be beautiful to each other

How we all ached for each other

And tended to each other.

How did I not see it the first time?

When I died

The Good Lord gave me one more day

Sprinting across the starry wasteland

To jump into the sea

And roar mightily

As it takes my breath away.