Drifting in space
I see comets whoosh by
and space rocks plummet,
A million mysteries
Existing all at once.

Yet, I feel suffocated.
Remembering a dream
From light years ago,
I sense the absence
Of roots that held me down.

What held me in place
Gave me purpose,
What gave me a purpose
Did set me free.
Miss you,gravity!

- Indhumathi Nagarajan