Struggle as I might I cannot
escape the invisible threads
pulling me ever inwards.
I do not understand them,
not fully, and I doubt I ever will.
Many better than me have tried,
dedicated their lives to the why
and yet we have made tiny steps
with the mountain still ahead.
We strain against that pull,
dream of halcyon days when
somehow, it might no longer hold us
holding as idols those valiant few
who have mastered its siren song
forgetting what we would be without.
In our lofty ambitions we forget
to be thankful for its restriction
chafing against the very ties
which serve to hold us safe.
We fight the inexorable
like calling to like, calling out
falling towards each other
no matter how hard we fight it
as inevitable as time
an attraction we cannot master.
I'd like to take a moment
to laud such quotidien tyrant
who holds us each in thrall -
although at times an inconvenience
I appreciate stars at a distance
blue skies far overhead
for if not a slave to gravity
I wouldn't be on Earth.