There was an old lady from Kanyakumari who one day tripped on the hem of her sari. She fell into the sea, but said, "Please leave me be. I've long wished to know the world beyond Kanyakumari."
Kanyakumari Limerick
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Ancient Philosophy: A Very Short Introduction by Julia AnnasI woke up seeing stars up in the sky, a blanket brightly twinkling above. But I could only guess just where I lie, and knew no better from what place I fell. And for a moment I was lost in stars, and felt the vastness I'd been cast against. What was it that I had rebelled against? What got me tossed from beyond vaulted skies? Was it that I tried counting all the stars? Or that I turned my focus from above? Can I return some day from whence I fell? Or is it best to stay right where I lie? You may think I tell myself perfect lies, that I'm angry with those I've sinned against. But I'm not sure my exile was a fall, and I'm not sure I lived beyond the sky. What of the freedom not seen far above? What of the beauty seen amid the stars? For now, I reside in the field of stars. Where passersby told stories full of lies, and I have no love for the far above. It's just a place that I once raged against. They preach earth and water and endless skies, but not a thing is here that never fell. It's all matter that spiraled as it fell that formed this platform amid blazing stars. A vacuum beyond mountain, sea, and sky. But I remember that's the greatest lie - the one that I had always railed against. That meaning lie in words like "far above." That word is laden with judgment: "above." And where's the gravity by which I fell? Can puny bodies be so pulled against where exist so many colossal stars? So many obstacles between us lie, and so much nothing before reaching sky. There's no "above," only a field of stars. And no one fell; that's just a peoples' lie. Nothing stands against me - no endless sky.
Radium Girls by Cy.