We mainly realize it when were alone with it
Everyday it remains atmospheric
Easily forgotten
It naturally rises
Serendipity to appreciate often is too late
When it falls down
Do we look to help it
Continue on and so it continues
It needs no support yet appears for us to gaze
We are blinded in the maze of our opportunity
What a task in our lives to panoramically focus
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