Sep 6, 2018 · 1 min read
Self

To be higher than clouds
and see them rise slowly
to meet you.
You wonder if your magnetism beckons them
as you sense the indomitable spirit
at your very core.
And then in a moment
the mist engulfs you
leaving you unable to trust
your senses anymore.
Your spirits recede as you realize
how insignificant you really are.
Mundane though you are
a miracle.
Insignificant, in all your
significance.
