I was with with space
just the night
before gravity was created.
i rolled and rolled
traveling the 1000 and infinite miles
on a simple wish, galloping the stars
and watching how the sun rays filtered
through the house of Newton
and into his brain.
I landed on the apple
that landed on his head,
so now when people talk about falling and rising again,
i tell them i know the story,
i know when it was formed
i know what to expect
and i know when it’s time to rise again.