Saturday, February 9, 2013
Touch The Sky
I looked into the distance and wondered to myself what it would be like. To see, to feel, to be in that place, where the ground touches the sky.
When I finally couldn't contain the yearning within me, I set out for the unknown, leaving both familiar and comfortable behind.
I walked, then broke into a run. Each step bringing me further from the past. Determined as I was, I still couldn't close the distance.
I found myself at the edge of water, as I ran out of ground to cover. "Finally!" I said to myself, as I marveled at the sky reflected in its calmness.
But which then quickly faded, swept by the ripples around me.
I looked behind at the footprints that marked my journey and traced as far back as my eyes could see, to where the ground touches the sky.