Those Lofty Peaks

Here we stand

On this valley floor

Amid verdant, fertile fields,

Blooming orchards, and groves aplenty,

Staring up in awe

At those frosty, barren peaks

Towering above

Demanding our attention.

Why do we grant them our affection

When they offer us no food,

No care, and zero warmth,  

Only bitter condescension?

All we need we have down here,

Homes and hearths,

Friends and family,

Sustenance and sure embrace.

What need have we of lofty heights,

Rarified airs, and frigid, sterile, visages?

What need have they of our regard,

Our adoration, praise, and worship?

Can we thrive without them?

Can they survive without us?


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