It's all about perspective,isn't it --
this sense that you,
and those closest to you,
and your joys and troubles
loom so large
in the image of the world
you carry in your head,
and yet,
when we step back,
we see,
a thousand other
open faces
turning in hope
to the warmth of the sun,
just as we are,
from valleys just as verdant;
with petals just as bright and hungry --
and even --
imagine that --
just as large.
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