Where the Sky Lies Beneath

The sky is not where you left it last,
It whispers below in waters vast.
Clouds drift beneath my wandering feet,
A silver sea of stars complete.

Mountains rise like floating air,
Suspended high without a care.
Trees bloom flames instead of leaves,
And rivers dance instead of weave.

The moon hums songs the sun can't hear,
Soft echoes bending far and near.
Time itself dissolves like sand,
Spilling past my outstretched hand.

Here, the world is upside down,
Logic lost without a sound.
Close your eyes—just take a leap,
Beyond imagination’s keep.

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