Wednesday, April 16, 2008

When I reach out for the sky,
I'm grasping at nothing.
I hold only air and nothing more.
Where the real sky begins air ends.
So when I'm reaching out for the sky
I reach out for nothing.
When the sky is the limit,
The limit is nothing.
Then there is nothing but the sky and I
Then I am real and the rest is nothing.
I cant feel the earth beneath me anymore
I fall into the sky and into nothing.
I fall into nothing into infinity.
The sky cannot be bound
I fall into the sky and
I am bound by nothing
When I reach out for the sky,
I’m grasping at nothing.