This poem is so beautiful and grand. A part of me can see why this girl was leashed to this less romantic, less grand version of reality. it takes guts to look into the abyss and see its magnificence, all its possibilities, all that lies beyond imagination. And gasp. And go back. Without being ourselves again while retaining the memory of us.

Amazing piece.

Thank you for sharing.

Pablo

(where were you, staring at the Arctic?)