Never leaving the earth
But detached from it
Gone from ground
I reach
Beyond myself
Flutter in the wind
Adrift in the sky
Lost to god
The Earth
Our home
Bedrock beneath
Space above
But solid ground
Spins us round
Cycles of life
Always turning
I exist
On a speck
Of rock
In an expanse
Of space
Dotted
Here and there
With other
Little specks
One below
One above
One beyond
And I wonder
At the span
In time
In distance
In possibility
While beginning
To descend
Knowing that time
And distance
Conspire
Against
Possibility
Back to Earth
Dreaming of space
In another time
While light breezes
Shimmer on the sea
Settling snow to Earth
From branch and bough
Where it once rested
I set down roots
On which to stand
There hold on dear
Draw in the land
Always reaching
Heaven bound
Leave my feet
Back on the ground
Flights of fancy
In the sky
Hug the Earth
And breathe a sigh
A time before anything lived
And the closest thing to life
Were molecules
Which looked like
The kinda things
You built life with
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