Call

You have been under this tree

long enough;

Secure in its shade,

Whilst the clouds beyond

the mountains call.

Now get up,

Shake off ease and

let go of comfort;

Take the risk and begin

to walk.

Can you live under the shade

of a tree on the plain;

You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.

When your heart stirs at the

Clouds beyond the Mountains Call?

Breadth

How many times have we

stopped and given up?

Yet only later saw how close

we were to the end?

Most books I have a pause

Then, when I reach the end, I think:

“I was only a hair's breadth away.”

Fluff

Insulation for a

being-deconstructed

building,

Or lining for a

Crow’s nest:

Fluff.