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