• Arms thrown up to soak in the warmth
    Cascading down from the great unknown
    Tasting like golden sugar spun on a bowl of blue
    Turning into the darkest velvet dotted
    With silver pearls that shine like tears
    And amid this wonder I am told
    That there are things I can not do
    Goals I can’t accomplish, ideas I can’t pursue
    But limits can only be set by your own mind
    Look up into the diverse shades of blue
    And realize that the sky is not the limit