Sky

dare inspire from sky and star,

And, in this sight unseen,

I find nary a mar,

No chasm, nor a seam

To fall, as to fly

For moment’s breadth

To seek, to sight

For one's last breath,

To see what’s naught

For mortal eyes,

To watch broken end,

Attend forsaken dream,

To not break,

But by the wind bend.