elevation sense

under the sun white balance I connect a blue sky as layers of air pocket wind begin the swirling eye I paused in the depth of the lint fabric seem to drip my head into a velvet opposition team faced down from falling through faced down I envisioned clear blue falling hard on my reaction view something brand new struck me from the spine something that bonds the whole of mankind like nature parts the sea to free a better sight whatever is better could be the contradiction tie but frozen forms berate the bound up beauty so they won't feel the mountain of elevation sense we seem to fall and stumble along a pothole battered fence but turning with the eye I have seen the lampstands of gold vast grand canyons in bold red sandstone erosion strange placed on the mind of my wasted time I played under the space all bright with amazing stars I cry under the sun white balance I connect a blue sky