I've alwasy thought they looked nice,

Almost friendly.

How their limbs are stretched upward,

Like they are worshipping the sky.

Always trying to reach and touch it.

Maybe it's a competition to them,

See who could reach the furthest,

Worship the most.

I could understand why they worship the sky.

It's a mystery above mysteries.

Taunting sweetly to come closer.

But never touch.

No, you cant' touch perfection.

Then it's not perfect.