As High as the Sequoia Tree

Just some thoughts on the beauty of Sequoia National Park

6000 feet above

Above my fears

Above my doubts

Above my insecurities.

Breathe in the air of freedom

Breathe in the air of joy

6000 feet above

My fears

My doubts

My insecurities.

A sea of clouds, stretching forever

The peaks of mountains poking through

The eagle flies,

The trees sway

And I am 6000 above

My fears 

My doubts 

My insecurities

A hole in my heart

So big I could cry

But it's not a hole of lost love

Or me dying inside.

It's the hole where my demons use to lay

Chaining me

To my fears

My doubts 

My insecurities

Breathe in the scent of life,

Without darkness dragging you down,

Breathe in the scent of family, 

Of closeness so deep it cuts

Of peace so quiet it stings.

Breathe in the air of freedom,

Of what you could be,

If you chose to let go,

And fly

As high as the Sequoia Trees.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[G.W. Saitreux]

I enjoy the repeated verses as well as the visual presentation of this work. I am particularly fond of the final stanza after the last repeated verse.' I look forward to seeing more of your writing!