Weightless and untouched
drifting
through the sky.
No boundaries
No precedent
Only you
to wonder why.
No reasons
Nor inhibitions
Only to float
way up high.
Soft and cotton like
drifting
away from touch.
No feeling
No sounds are heard,
but its passing
says so much.
No motion
No taste is felt,
but just gazing
is not enough.