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A light guiding the way
The collection of fluffy white drifters oversees me Tall stalks of life greet me as I trek by
I am greeted with a rigid staircase;
And so I climbed
The stalks turned into giants,
Who held a canopy over my head
The ground a golden brown
Leaves like icing on a cake, they stay there indefinitely.
I reach the summit, and I am open to the world
It is open to me as well, and greets me with it’s full beauty
An overwhelming painting wherever I turn, Earth shows me it’s collection
I sit complacent and let thoughts drift like the overseers who are so much closer now
The light, who guided me, congratulates me with its shine
And so, I climbed.
Earth's Observatory
Devin Langford