WEIGHT

Weight.

This sinking feeling has become familiar. Make it go away.

Wait. 

I've been telling myself of patience. 

How much more, sir?

How...much...more. 

The broken roads and hope. 

"This too shall pass". 

No time to taste the fruit. "Did you notice if the seeds fell on the ground?"

Nobody saw them germinate. The fog blurred it all. 

"Don't you look down upon it, now.

This one aims to outgrow your expectations."

When I looked down from here,

it lay in leisure, it subtly crept in joy, it looked so at peace.

Never grew a thorn.  Never feared the sun.

I was guessing it was unaware of the revenge we spoke about before.

Some days I'd watch it sit idly in thought.

Still as a rock.

Weight?

I wondered if it's exhausted, 

Or..... 

"Have you lost, little one?"

Wait.

Breathe.

It arose to a trembling pride. 

"You still see me."

Yet it never knew that I could see 

what gravity did to that sturdy chest.

"I don't need this weight anymore."

"I free you of matter."

Wait. The long wait, 

had come to an end.

And I then threw my head back to look at it float.

When my feet were still as the rock I'd seen.

They saw a faint smile behind the clouds.

Locked eyes on my feet.....

A hundred pairs of disbelief.

My feet grew wings.

Like a prophecy, we were bound together by a thread. 

And one day, I lost sight of the floating 'end'.
"The end? It has been a loop since the beginning."
"Where are you?"

"I am smaller on the moon,
None in space."