More Poetry (from a blogger friend)
Are you human, Tris? Being up this high doesn’t scare you at all?
Tobias Eaton, Divergent
In the beginning it seems like a long climb
Where would you be if not all your stars seem to align?
Doubts run wild, and so does imagination
The thought of soaring freely fuels your passion.
You’re up in the sky
It feels like you’re motionless, yet you fly
The world’s all yours
But you’re scared of a downfall.
That high, that fading weariness
When you’ve made it to the top with baby steps
You see phosphenes after a dreamy break
You’re miles from gloomy dusk and heartache.
The wind blows and the trees rustle
Somewhere in the darkness, joy and hope tickle
You feel on top of the universe
Nothing can stop you from rising, not even the evilest curse.
You do it all for that high
The purpose that fuels your passion
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