Life from Above

Clouds float above
Their weightlessness weighs heavy against my mind
on a cold winter morning.

They see
war
peace
famine
prosperity
death
life
destruction
and beauty.

So much they have witnessed
So freely they float on

The wind carries them from sight to sight
They are always present, floating above these moments
Like nothing matters
Like humanity will push on
Through the ages of time

So much they have witnessed
So freely they float on

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I feel like I talk about things on a grand/worldly scale quite often.

But I find it fascinating that I am still so easily able to feel amazement or surprise at just how big and intricate our world is. My mind can't wrap itself around it. To think of all the moments that are taking place right now