18 December 2012
The sky scares me. It seems so open, so empty and devoid of life and colour. Down here, there are lush forests, wild planes and mountains, shrieking with wind. Up there, clouds, sky and the harsh judging glare of the bright sun.
Maybe there is something past all that vast emptiness, rich worlds bursting with energy and life. But between us lies this crushingly huge distance, mile upon mile of empty thin air, barely fit to breath.
So for now, I'll be content to sit here and wonder about crossing it. But one day, I will fly.
Beneath Sky • Opuss № I