by the endless blue skies, and the vast edges of space. are we truly as big as we like to believe? our moon is a fraction of the size of our land, yet we struggle to see past its horizon's end. we claim to be the best, much smarter than the rest, yet our own creations can do more in a day than we can in a month. we claim to be in control, over ourselves, over all, yet we mourn the losses to nature and build steel rooms for the loose. so, by the endless blue skies and the vast edges of space are we truly as big as we like to believe?
