An Outsider

Standing atop a mountain

In a land far from my own

My joy springs forth like a fountain,

I have never felt less alone.


For across these moutains I see

The hustling and bustling lives

Of people for miles around me,

Like bees flying around their hives.


I am an outsider to this place,

This much I do know.

Yet something draws me to this space,

From the safety of my home I must go.


Seeing the world from a new view,

Allowing myself to be truly free.

All I can think of here is you,

And how proud you would be.

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