The Pinnacle Poem by Ceri Naz
The Pinnacle
Here am I
From the runway of innocence
To another mountain
Little did I know
The real and unreal merging
Pushing, anchoring dreams
Along the quicksand of difficulties
Along the cliffs of extremes and edges
Along the avalanche of powerful and mindless
Getting back
Breaking free
I can see breathtaking mornings
From all the gaps and meltdowns
Here and again
This noble smile
I am wearing to the best of me
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