Hitting the Glass Ceiling

Soaring up into the sky

Reaching towards the top

Seeing blue above

Wanting to reach

The stars


Going up

And then stopping

Held still

Held back

By a glass ceiling


The glory days

Of young wings

And realistic


Are over.


Reaching that sky

Is impossible in this form

To shatter the glass

Is impossible


But I want to

I want to be above

With the stars…


Sweet melancholy

Does not rise above the heart

And hope is lost

From that direction

The road goes

Spiraling down

On a descending

Glass ceiling

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