Glimpse

Lucy Yeomans

All I can see

Is one square

Of light blue sky –

And that’s only 

Because one of the ceiling tiles

Fell out.

It nearly hit my head, too.

I used to look at the sky

As if it could give me every answer.

Mostly, it just gave me rain.

So I built a roof

Over my sopping head.

Soon, the ceiling sagged

Under the flood of water,

Sinking low into my safety.

I sat to watch my work

Crumble. I thought it must be raining still,

But when the tile fell

(nearly upon my fearful head),

I saw that it was clear.

The rain had gone, somehow,

And I was hiding

From the light.

Lucy Yeomans is your local explorer. She holds an English degree from the University of Richmond, enjoys being near bodies of water, and is excited to volunteer with the Peace Corps as her next step in life.