Past the Sky

The sun was too hot
to let the snow stay on the ground today.
As long sought footsteps made their way
through my door,
I found that it was
warm in January.
The blue sky would not allow
shadows to pass me by.
Subtlty, the light found its way into my
gliding body.
Hand in mine,
I found my way towards the sky.
Though warm on our backs,
the sun was not hot enough
for us to keep from reaching
past the sky.