Twenty

I used to wonder

what does

the dark rag of stars

above

look like

until

I caught myself

staring at the sky

again

It was not like

anything new

but

the clouds

are clearer from here

beneath my feet

Now I wonder

what does it look like

underneath these clouds

Trees

Tides

I have seen them all

but I had never understood

the fear of

falling

until now.