Corner View:Look but not touch

It looks to me that if I just walk far enough into the woods,

I will end up being close enough to touch the light.

Of course, I know, I can only look and not touch.

This looks like a soft pastel drawing.  

I'm sure I can run my hands through the sifting colors

and have the 'glow' on them.

Of course I know I can just look, but not touch.

It looks like there is a path partway up--

a fluffy walkway into the blue.

But of course, I can't walk it or touch it;

I can only look.

I love our ever-changing skies.

In the early mornings, even when I'm a bit harried and rushed,

I look up at the sky and am calmed by the beauty.

I have to be careful I don't drive off the road,

so mesmerizing are the colors.

The sunsets too create a feeling of total awe

as I gaze at the wonder of the flowing colors, shapes, and patterns.

For more views on looking but not touching,

please head on over to Francesca's place.

I'm posting early, so hers may not be up yet.