Looking down
From such great heights
My soul grows wings
Finally taking flight
I am small in the largest ways
I am the sun and all its rays
Life is a fragile, fleeting haze
Until it is seen with the sun’s clear gaze
Grief and gratitude stretch me large
Ego surrenders, no longer in charge
I wake, and I break, and in shattering, I slake
The endless thirst, the hunger that takes
I finally find peace, a break, a cease
To the fire, and find a sweet release
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