We walk to the edge,
peering down upon the broken shards
that once pierced holes in the sky,
questions escape the brightest of minds
and there in lies our ability to ask why.
Held,
in pockets of memories,
remembrance
of times,
where hero's rose upon the shoulders of the defeated,
hands outstretched,
embraced amongst the pain that drove us apart,
this distance,
that speaks from the heart.
observation,
realization,
this common ground that incubates our visions '
and propels our growth,
a million creations
held within our ability to host
the greater awakening
the abundance that flows
as we rise,
our eyes open,
to the magic that reaches new highs.
embrace this act of sovereignty,
this wisdom, that pierces the sky,
as our light,
illuminates and guides.
