I breathe in and breathe out,
standing on the Railroad to Forever.
Looking up, I see Spring
carried by winds towards Wherever.
Looking down, it’s an endless sea
(the deepest, it’s called Infinity).
When the winds grow stronger,
I shall fall like Autumn did—
into a whitewashed grid
and burst in sangria
and saffron and brown
and turn the Universe
upside-down.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 5:33 AM UTC
I breathe in and breathe out,
standing on the Railroad to Forever.
Looking up, I see Spring
carried by winds towards Wherever.
Looking down, it’s an endless sea
(the deepest, it’s called Infinity).
When the winds grow stronger,
I shall fall like Autumn did—
into a whitewashed grid
and burst in sangria
and saffron and brown
and turn the Universe
upside-down.
