up and up

A boat in the sky.
I'll catch it someday, I will.
I'll latch on to it's low-flying anchor
and I'll climb til I reach the top.
What a climb it will be.
the birds will mock
and the airplanes will watch.
But that won't stop my climbing.
my palms will be burnt,
no blood in my biceps.
I will see every city
from my place on the rope.
I will look down to the ocean.
I will evaporate with it
up to the clouds
through the clouds.
Find my boat.
The sky as my company.
So many pulls.
And
after so many hours
so many days
I will reach that boat.
With the last of my strength
and the last of my will.
On board I will stand.
I've no guessing clue
what awaits for me there.
But we'll see,
I guess we'll see.