There is a sorrow
In the world
So profound
So heavy

So heavy
You can see it

You can see it in
a newborns eyes
completely absorbing
everything around him

You can see it in
the woman on the corner
waiting for the walk signal
completely engrossed in
her cell phone

You can see it in
a balloon,
tied to the wrist of a young girl
pulling towards the clouds.

That balloon
has the right idea.

Close your eyes,
and let yourself float above
That sadness

Towards the clouds
before you wither,
deflated,
and let the sorrow
engulf you.