The sumptuous, unattainable afternoon. My life, swirling, unattainable, free.

The crowns of trees shake in warm currents of air. Unattainably distant mountains. Intangible rainbows. Huge cliffs of clouds flowing slowly through the sky. The sumptuous, unattainable afternoon. My life, swirling, unattainable, free.

- Adam Zagajewski, from Fruit Without End