Looking Up....

now i know why
everything seems to be
going to the sky: the trees
are arms raised
the rooftops are not
mere blockers
of the rain
the floors catch us
the stairs always
wind
the air rises
eyes that do not look
down for sand
and pebbles
they too, search for the
Almighty
they too, look forward
for what is not
yet here on the muddy
paths of the earth
not just stars
not just stars....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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