Monday, 31 August 2009

Slowness*

From my seat
I could see the clouds
Separate entities
Attached to nothing
Flying and floating
Between earth and endless skies
And I wonder
What it feels like
For a person
To be attached to nothing
A free soul
Lingering around
Between dreams and reality
Hopes and mischief
Would it be worth living,
Hanging on to nothing?
Would it be worth to dream,
When dreams are unreachable,
High above?
Would it be worth to live,
When life on earth,
Is the ultimate end
Of life itself?

1 comment:

marooned84 said...

It certainly would.