Jar

I want to put this in a bottle
and clutch it to my heart.
Something in this deep blue sky
with wispy clouds painted like art.

Is this feeling in the brisk, clean air
tangible and quantifiably mine?
Will I know it when this same breeze blows
and the sun presses gently sublime?

Give me a jar so I can capture
all the rapture drenching bliss;
infinite joy bundled in a package
to call upon moments like this.