Frustrated depths drop into blue dark.

Columns of space and mass tower up into the future knowing.

Anyway I saw the flecks of moments and moments all around me.

I swam around but try as I might I could not drop lower into the blue dark.

These particles seemed everything and the clouds of towers were all that seemed.

But never letting go as they twisted and pulled me through the blue dark.

I struggled and thrashed and tried to unwind these arms.

No relative safety remained.

In the moment I watched each fleck sparkle and shine from the glimmers of light above.

The moment was yet another moment.

And that was the time that the sparkles coalesced into these towers around me.

I let go of the nothing holding me.

I swear I let go.

The blue dark held its warm embrace close.

I knew so much more but it didn't matter.

These blue dark depths remained.

You could say that I knew what I was for.

You should feel the weight that kept me in place.

Floating only here, the flecks of being never resting, only scattering fluidly from my twisting arms.

My arms, these hands, my hopes my dreams.

Twisting columns falling and rising away into the blue dark.