A Place Called Higher



I want to look up to my life,

even in its mundane unfolding.

I want to look up to the cleanliness and beauty

of a million little things never noticed

because they were good.

I want to wake up to hope every morning,

and lay my soul to rest at the end of the day,



all the while knowing that its labor had meaning

and life has been bettered by it.

The bright linen, the warm hearth and the sunlight,

they’re small tokens of an infinite love

spun from the essence of a place called ‘higher’,

and that’s where I wanna go.



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