Gravity....
Falling into a daze of nothing but thought
Strength pulls hard to concentrate,
With freedom on the edge, the possible escape leaves me be.
Clouds clog the memory of flight for earth keeps me down,
Surrounding corner to corner constantly weighing the pull.
Floating to dream is what tempts the mind to wish
Passion progressively leads to false hope
Grace prompts to love the momentary potential,
What shall be is what will occur, no wish can stop or start
Sight blinds kindness of the heart to yearn
Reality never appeared so cruel