infinite

the other night i saw twelve shooting stars.

you know what that does to a person?

it humbles you beyond belief.

it reminds you just how artistic He is.

it triggers that part of the human soul,

the part that is inseparably connected with mother nature.

that part that becomes swollen with happiness when you finish a long hike.

it's like you have broken some planetary law and feel infinite.

i always remember this line of my favorite book:

"...where all you need is that perfect song on that perfect drive to make you feel infinite."

and it's true.

if you've been lucky enough to ride in the back of a truck on a summer night,

with the warm wind playing with you hair,

a song playing that has heartfelt sentiment

and not a care in the world in that moment,

then you know what it feels like to be infinite.

there aren't many things that can make you feel that way but this i know is true,

the simple, often overlooked things are the ones that can.