Foto by Nicholas Buer Asthophotografy
we have to be very careful
when we dream
in days of a deep blue sky
he, who tore a hole above the sky … and peered …. All he saw and all he did not understand was a blue mixed with white rounded clouds . …. He did not know, could not know. Then he threw himself from above. Charmed, fascinated! Above the sky! The gravity, sweet and unknow. A first encounter an adventure!
. And he just fell … but he did not understand the fall …. He knew nothing …. Just the soft fall into that deep blue ….. Does he not think that he can not come back? … Back to the ice edge above the sky? Did he not see that he will fall infinitely ? Into the unknow, into the deep blue?
That hole was open …. A hole above the sky. Torn as were thin ice, broken in the middle of a lake …
Much later ….. I do not know how many millennia crossed the time and another being had the same curiosity to look far away throught that broken edge …. I think there was some enchantment. The unknown height, the nervous wind. In All that immensity he just jumped like his ancestor.
Condemned theyself to fall forever. Searching for A soft place to fall … Searching for love maybe?
So, i think….
We have to be to be very , very careful
when we dream
in days of a deep blue sky
Poetheart! 