For all of his life he lived a structured and disciplined life,

always looking up to those above him in the ladder,

always looking down to his feet, wishing there was more below them.

For all of his life he wished to get somewhere-

to climb high enough to do what he could

for all those below him who always looked up.

Somewhere in his life he realized the ladder was not there

and that to climb it was to hallucinate;

for the less above, the more the chains confine.

At that point in his life he rebelled against those tireless mountaineers

who struggled mightily against the ground

and he let go of the ladder, falling back to earth.

For the first time in his life he sensed the unsensable

and felt the unfeelable, defying law and laughing

at the glaring face of uncertainty.

For the first time in his life he was free.