How High

How High


Clouds are neighbors

Birds are friends

Meer seconds until we meet again


Fear may invoke

Do not look down

Walkers press the mesh to the ground


Anticipation builds

Stomach drops

Lighter than a beer with hops


Bounding leaps

Moments travel

Strong unless I hit the gravel


Uplifting in the most literal way

The higher the lift the less I weigh




L.S. Palmer 


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