I stare off into the distance
I travel
down the rabbit hole
Of pondering
Of questioning
If I’m looking for sense
I fail
If I’m looking for wonder
I succeed
The larger I am 
The less I see
The smaller I become
The world grows
Ants are my equal
Towering trees my monolith
Which perspective
Reveals the truth.

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