I place my foot,
on the first step of the ladder,
and start climbing,
towards the space beyond and after.
I arrive at the cloud junction,
after climbing 60,000 feet.
and on these clouds I see,
an expanse of pure white,
some shaped like trees,
and some like you and me.
as I break through the atmosphere,
after climbing millions of feet,
I see a flower blooming at its peak,
its petals irradiating to infinity.
and around it I see balls,
of all shapes, size and color,
humming around this fragile flower,
too afraid to get caught,
in its fiery volcanic shower.
and in this space,
that reeks of nothingness.
I am nothing but, a speck of dust.
and my life,
so insufferably abrupt