Why does it take a view of Earth from space for us to feel awe?

Why does it take a view of Earth from space for us to feel awe?

poem by Climate Stew member, Kirstin Waldkoenig

I’ve always wanted to skydive,

plunge from where

air crushes lungs,

not fills.

 

But I only know strenuous mountain climb,

can only imagine

Felix Baumgartner’s highest freefall

begun in metal capsule

magnetized in atmosphere,

his jump through Earth aura

perpetual  violent

spinning, sickening dizziness

 

where in his helmet tears leak from fluttering eyelids & thoughts can hardly utter,

what is life if it must be lived like this –

where in suspension above Earth oblivion calls him and still

gravity of home hurtles him

towards blue-green, infinitesimal blip

of universe, a spinning axis,

where on mountain zenith I proclaim I am here, so far

below the place

where the expected makes Felix’s breath catch

and in the moment before falling he gasps

“I’m coming home now.”

 

Watch Baumgartner’s freefall