Precious. Unwanted.

Listen, wind has ruffled the leaves, the birds carried themselves across-

magnificent sky. Moon Shone brighter than the burning ball known as sun.

Men took risks, gave their lives, world spun clockwise.

There was no limit for the clouds in the sky

light held no advantage in world of motion, and yet it spun clockwise.

WE seek adventure, seek to find our purpose..discover ourselves within tangles

Questions are spun off our imaginative form of angles 

Why is earth a round object and yet we see a ruler field?

Night comes, stars appear, in reality nothing greater than planets lit up by sun