Floating between distant horizons,
you dance upon a fraying thread;
turning somersaults as butterflies
threaten to break free from the fragile
anchor beneath your flailing feet.
Muscles weaken with your inaction,
as brittle bones lose their inhibitions;
gliding towards an unseen surface
that shimmers forever out of reach
against the endless night.
Beneath floating clouds of flakes,
suppressed systems begin to weal;
loosened junctions casting off
the permeability of their restraints
against the stale and thinning air.
Tumbling back to Mother Earth,
You fall harshly to your knees;
an unexpected prayer as the
weight of expectation accosts
you with its unrestrained approach.
An astronaut floating above the Earth (this image is in the Public Domain).
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