I've seen my feet step more than I can bear,
inhaled and exhaled dreadfully unaware
of canopies and their melodies sweet beneath the sky,
where birds sing and bells ring so I'm left wondering why
I don't look up.
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I like this poem: it rings true, sincere, plus it leaves one with a question: Why, indeed?