On Top Of The World Poem by Matt Starking

On top of the world, I stand so tall,
Feeling the wind and hearing the call,
A sense of freedom, a rush of joy,
As if I can conquer all and be coy.

The view from here is panoramic,
The clouds above, looking dramatic,
The Sun bright and shining so bright,
I feel like I'm in an alternate sight.

From up here, everything seems so small,
The problems, the issues, fixable all,
I feel like I can reach for the stars,
Embracing the world with open arms.

The mountains bow down in reverence,
As I revel in this magnificent ambiance,
I am the king of this world, this land,
And nothing can ever diminish my stand.

On top of the world, I dance with glee,
Floating with happiness, wild and free,
This feeling of euphoria, hard to restrain,
As I blissfully scream out my name.

This moment, so perfect, so surreal,
A life-altering experience, one to feel,
On top of the world, I found my place,
And nothing can ever replace that grace.