There are feelings impossible to describe.
The feelings you get witnessing something so simply beautiful,
The bat of an eyelash, the blink of an eye,
The feeling when you know everything is ephemeral,
When you know one day,
When you open your eyes,
You'll be in a different place,
A different reality.
No more real or unreal than this one,
But perhaps more unseen.
A place where the only logical thing to do,
Even when you can't seem to find your wings,
Is fly.