I found where I can nail myself to heaven.
Here my desire is greatly needed.
No one else will take that place.
Either I, or no one holding onto it.

Face to the earth,
Back to the dome,
To remember and know the gifted world,
To hear the soul that sighed and thudded “UPWARD”,
To flow into it and become it.

I am still below.
And the niche waits.
I go toward it,
Though the flesh will not let me.