Sky never changes that lies beyond

Clouds hanging thin, thick or dark

Travel one may, across valleys and hills

Across wide rivers

Rapid gushing streams

Upright one may walk

For miles and miles

To rest for a while

Need to lay down flat

Watching the same old

Stars and sky

Lying on bare earth

Or cushions feather soft

Distance traveled, heights high reached

Gains and losses

Frontiers one has breached

All seems inane

In loneliness of night