I’m confronted with it
So big
So far to go
So little time
How will I explore it all
How will I get there
A step
At a
Time
I don’t know
Just how far
That will take me
Whether
It will be
To the end
So best
To not
Stand still
I’m confronted with it
So big
So far to go
So little time
How will I explore it all
How will I get there
A step
At a
Time
I don’t know
Just how far
That will take me
Whether
It will be
To the end
So best
To not
Stand still
I bask
In expansion
Become vivid
In my finite
Infinity
Formidable
Majestic
A divine grace
Nonetheless
Ultimately
Terrifying
Not at all content
With her lowly lot
Seeks to climb the shore
Or sunders self
Evaporates
Obtains a cloudy high
Though just a mist (as liquid falls to Earth)
Flows back as river to the sea
I suppose
It is a matter of perspective
As most extreme conditions are
So I tend to see the glow
And the storm?
Nature’s petit mort
And some roads are the long haul
Running straight and narrow
Ending somewhere beyond the horizon
Roll onto one of these
And I’ve made a commitment
Right to the end of the line