Awe
by Rachel Hoyt
Along the way
wonder can stray,
end up on glassy ponds.
Amazing things
whip off of wings,
end up inside bird songs.
A night pitch dark
warms with one spark,
each light a sparkling hook.
Always around,
we seek, it's found,
each time we stop to look.
Copyright © 2015 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.
This poem was inspired by an article on Jezebel about the importance of experiencing awe. Recent studies have shown it can make you a nicer person.
