I  slipped from the height,

falling down, I remember.

how fast I climbed the steps,

two at a time, torn, withering steps,

I remember.

My mind was racing 

to reach the height...

I remember,

the way the vines coiled

around the railing felt in 

my fingertips, as I climbed past.

I remember, when I was laying in 

the valley, in the soft grass covered in 

morning dews, looking at the blue sky.

I remember,

the time I wanted to touch the sky,

so I climbed the steps, how fast,

two at a time, torn, withering steps,

I remember.

I slipped from the height,

falling down, I remember

I will reach the valley where 

I lied, wishing to touch the sky.