Sculpting in the Sky

 

Here I am dangling from the sky,  

Wondering who is controlling I.  

Wanting to be free to run by the sea,  

I close my eyes and pretend where I want to be.

Here in thy mind, I sculpt and climb,  

Entertaining myself beyond all else.  

For controlling my thoughts and the spoken word,  

Rise up, atoms, for creation to show.

Dominant me abundantly and as tall as trees grow,  

The height of the mind and all conscious to know.  

In this boundless space where dreams ascend,  

I shape my world, embracing the trend.