Eight

Take me somewhere high. Let me climb to the top of the mountain, to the top of the stairs. Let me crawl out onto the roof, up into the tree. Help pull me higher, up to the summit, to the apex of the world. Then, step back, let me breathe. It is between the endless depths of the sky and the distant ground below that I find peace. It is within this open space, this empty nothing, that I find myself most full.

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