Poem #03
Reach for the sky and you might just become a part of it
Molded into our dazzling surrounding stage
Ages must it take
To tower above all others as so
What beholds a lifetime of yours
Secrets and stories from the star’s above
Indifferent to the passing days
Generations wisped away with the turning sun
I hope to have seen such beauty as you
Oblivion above not faded with shallow lights