Bottomless

Twice, they seize me,
Caught me falling.
So deep, and yet
I know not how;
So still, and yet
I keep swaying;
So rich, and yet
I still don't know
The true colors
Of when they shine.

I pause and think -
Hands to my chin,
Of the many
Reasons there are
To raise concern
About this thought;
That I should stop
My straying gaze
From falling down
To a dead end.