What build they?!

So how do you find the feeling?
Can you stop this unpeeling
With your timid kneeling?

How terrible to remember what you've learned!
How crushing the teaching is,
When all direction is upturned!

What was so solid with the concept of life?
A stem stuck to a ground under a sky not reached!
No way to push the edge of the expanse!
Just this curdle of little shape!

Yet with a mind insisting such Dimension!

Herein lies all the trouble!
All these clumsy words!
What build they?!



No worries,
You will get away.