Summit retailer

From the summit I swam.
Through the rocks and the trees.
Through where the rocks broke to
roof tops over looking cliffs scour to
stones hop across branches waving sleepily.
Through where the sea breaks free
and the land behind, it leaves.

I swam through the ocean to
where the light surrounds me,
perfectly.
The clouds move in
but they do not encroach,
so the sphere of light encases me,
still.

And though this cannot last long
so I must keep on like the crow's tricky murder.
I find paths cut sideways through the
warm updraft and beneath the greater surface.

I know somewhere there are rivers
basking in the light where time does not exist.
But still the glow and shine and the flow,
they bend like retailer young fawns.
They travel through dimension
and so in likeness I keep on.

I swam within the apex of the element's rotation.
A borderless and handless compass of progression.
The rocks, the trees, the roof tops, the cliffs, the stones,
the branches, the waves of the oceans and they clouds,
they scour timelessly while the sphere of light encasing me,
it keeps on.

From the summit I swam.
To the summit I swim.
There is no die-rection
but is within.


The graffiti drawing in the bottom left was done by an acquaintance of mine, Aped.

(glass removed for photo)

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