The height of a thousand stacked giraffes; billions of boxes piled precariously on top of one another; hundreds of towering electricity poles; gazillions of atoms fused together in infinite lines.
The height of the Burj Khalifa must surely eclipse all these things combined. It stands as an astonishingly colossal monument, offering a breathtaking, dizzying view of the world below. Living, breathing, tiny creatures; the insects rummaging blindly through their own lives.
Seven skies are what most religions declare as the threshold where heaven rests above. Light that races at the fastest speed in the universe; rays capable of traversing human flesh; winds that muster raging typhoons on their paths, and the ocean waves that collapse until they are shallow enough to gently touch the bare feet.
One perhaps must stand at a magnificent height to attain an enchanting view of the gardens below. But it sometimes requires absolutely no depth to fall.
