Sometimes
I wonder
If I know this planet
At all
I wonder
If I know this planet
At all
Of course
I often manage
To imagine something
Stranger still
Of course
I often manage
To imagine something
Stranger still
The wind, soon enough
Will blow the fog away
And there will be I, the mountain
The clouds
Roil and tumble above
In grandiose parade
Across azure sky
With every step
I feel a little smaller
A lone figure
Isolated on an expanding horizon
Until I stop
Breathe deeply
Breathe in all this
Glorious enormity
Let the world
Fall away
Lose my ground
And a mighty tumult
Become I
Once pollution
Once wildfire
Once winter storms
Twice undesired
Once intended
Often spectacular
Demanding
A different
Perspective