Pause, pause, pause. A moment to think. What do I think?

Small to large. Over to through. Going to resting.

A soft breath. A gentle yawn. A piercing cry.

Every empty cup has its fill. The last puzzle piece will be found. There is fulfillment.

At 10,000 feet it’s 23 degrees. At 2,300 feet it’s -17 degrees. The temperature is not solely tied to elevation.