Monday, June 18, 2012

Heights vs Gravity

I write these lines from the ground:
And give them to the sky.

I'm trapped down in this well,
Staring at the circle of light
Where I used to fly,
Wheeling around in the bright
Blue endless day.

I can only climb so high,
Before I must jump . . .
And fall so very far.

I need someone to lift me up.

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