Standing

I stand alone, gazing upwards.
I wonder why my fingers can never
Reach that place,
Why my eyes
Always see the world,
As upside down.

Standing alone, I wonder
Why the sky is so far up,
That I will never reach it;
That the sun may never dance
On me, and I will never
Sing,
Like I use to.


ŠAugust 28,1999