vast finite infinity
I walkalong the ridgeline,
the wind
my constant companion,
its whispers
ancient and knowing:
narrating
tales of eons past.
Its expanse
undulates,
fills me with awe;
an enormity humbling,
each step a reminder
of my place within Grandeur,
a small yet significant part of the whole
vast, finite infinities.
Poetry by anonface
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Written on 2025-03-18 at 06:42
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