the world is a glass bolted upside down,
the walking space on foamy sky wears a frown.
a thick lid of ground hovers over our heads,
bodies are miniscule, our giant souls rise up for bread.
the trees extend their leafy fingers poking our presence,
we  mount to reach their roots of essence.
air moves in bubbles trapped between the water,
shadows hold the sun in a bottle.
A star shines bright at noon,
held by an infinite desert of moons.
the pygmies of dreams create the labyrinth of frugality,
the genie of happiness and peace becomes reality.
the light is within and darkness glows on a nameless face,
while life is forever, death is an ephemeral grace.


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