Looking Down

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Those above, never look below.

Trees do not concern themselves with the ground below, as their roots plunge deep

Those that walk the earth consider not, the tiny creatures underneath their feet

Ones who float the wind on wings, haven’t a thought for what they expel on those below

Clouds that crowd away the blue, never tarry over that which they throw to the earth

Heavenly  orbits circling above, never ponder on that which they cast adrift

What might this world hold for us all if were merely looked down, but once in a while?

 

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