the cold came as much as it didn't
but you warmed my soul with song
choirs of birds and wind
in an orchestra of movement
you offered me salvation
you with your cloud cap
and me with cells in motion
the ant like creature that I am
walking across your surface
scurrying for more
when you provided all
but still, you do more
as if I can see in Macro
perhaps I possess the ability
but my brain fails to realize
how much potential I hold
even in my state of smallness
you caress with elements
refusing to believe I'm less

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This is truly a poem that doesn't fit. I still believe it needs me. Promote kindness and peace. And above all, love.