Amaze 

Fingertips brushing against the cold stone,

Damp as yesterday’s rains dry from it.

Ferns haphazardly grow from the stone walls..

The staircase leads down,

Down

Down.

Down into the depths of earth.

There I find my peace. 

Within the cold stone walls surrounding.

There I’m reminding of the fleeting feeling.

The one of true amazement. 

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