cycles

my first time on a
ferris wheel
rising higher and higher above the noise and color
of the carnival…leaving the limitations of
mere earth for something greater.
ascending
climbing
reckoning a new perspective.

the brief moment at the top…
the few degrees of rotation…
the small slice of exhilaration with the broad, breathtaking view of all that lies below…
all we lifted out of…
all the ordinary we rose above…

i wish we could stay at
such great heights.

i wish we never had to return to the dust and clay of earth.

i wish reality could stay suspended in happiness.

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