Above the World
Two small specks on rocky mountain,
Staring down at bustling street below.
Cars rush to and fro,
Purposeful panicked problem-solver!
Each is on an individual mission,
Craziness like London Underground during morning commute,
Little do they understand-
In an instant…
Everything can change and their flames go out!
One hiding death in a backpack…
Quick explosion then screams not knowing
Living and working so close,
In an instant:
Creator could’ve called my soul Home.
Here I am and here you are,
Sipping tea on a mountain above a small town,
Telling me that life’s meaning,
Is in treasured moments like these,
Above the world and spiritually in awe of,
The beauty that is our breath and life.
(c) 2012 Amanda Wilson