The sky starts at your feet.
It stretches and travels to all corners of the globe, it visits distant stars and follows the orbits of planets.
Before coming back down to be breathed in and expelled as song and laughter and declarations of love and forever.
It travels on the back of bird wings and tangles between a new-born’s fingers.
It ghosts across the sands of deserts and rides the force of the waves. It whispers into the shell of an ear and caresses a young girls hair.
Before it reaches your feet once more.
So live, and know that eternity starts at your feet.