You can be surrounded by beauty, you can be surrounded by everything you’ve ever loved, and still—
You can feel hemmed in, towered over, loomed, shadowed, even trapped.
Then, entirely by accident (which is another way of saying: entirely by grace), you can look up and see the wide blue sky.
And just like that:
Perspective returns. Freedom returns. Beauty returns.
So look up.
And keep looking up.
And find your gaze returned.