in excelsis

we see nothing looking down
and nothing gazing up.
but we hear,
and we taste,
and we smell,
and we sense,
and we feel

the wind’s soft whispers
the salt of the water a few feet ahead
the scent of the soil
the moist of the rocks
and the eternal, unbounding security

that we are placed above, enough to
hear and taste and smell and sense and feel

but never enough to share
the same security
never enough to
invoke and
create

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