The Ladder

Sitting on the ground
staring up
at my fate,
my hope;
weightless dreams floating through
a blue sea above
swaying
soaring
stirring
My compass navigating
my gazes ascends
to them. My people.
They toss the ladder.
I climb.
Out.
Of my path
and back into the
essence of
myself.

{my purpose}

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