I. Pinnacle
Defying my own limits,
Standing atop the world
Everything finally feels still.
Running my fingers through the clouds
The wind gave me a rocky greeting.
The sun's heartbeat was loud,
Vibrating life throughout the Earth.
The snow kissed mountaintops glittered
As the light flew higher into the sky.
Life was static;
Yet nature was as dynamic as ever.
I wonder if this was the pinnacle
Of all my efforts together.
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