**and Who Said You Cannae? Poem by Sylvi Sylva

How mighty is it to feel
The weight when you are down
So you can float, in aboundin will
From nadir to acme, now a star known
Radiating, and who said you cannae stand still?

How mighty is it to know
The cracks in your feet, your unforgiving parched throat
So you can gauge the cooling shade, in soothing winds to hum a song
Be it scat, a whistling lullaby, hell yeah and why not rivet in rock
Dancing, and who said you cannae, do you know?

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