Perspective

cloudtops

Under the clover the whole world is green
From the ocean the ground seems an unsteady thing
In a tunnel, a flashlight’s unbearably bright
After lifting a whale, a cow feels pretty light

To an inchworm a mouse is enormously tall
From a mountaintop all of the world’s just for dolls
On top of the clouds, rainy days are sunshine
And with you by my side, the unreachable is mine

 

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