Far Above the Boiling Sea of Life
Slowly falling up Clouds like ambient fog Curvature of the earth The sky becomes my world Sense of direction lost Attachment and desire fade away Regrets, as echoes of a dream In which I dreamed of life Above - or is it below? The sea of life is boiling Full of tiny dots, connecting And later drifting apart Frenetic pulsations Perpetual stagnation It all seems so vain now Hearts broken over forged desires Minds destroyed by fabricated ambitions A game where everyone loses at the end So may you take it all from me Self-generating grief, unsolvable frustration And may you only leave the parts that are really me To make me light enough to ascend Among the stars Into stardust
Submitted by Immortal — Jul 21, 2026