Terracota Steps

I ascend each step, unaware of why, The sun embraces me, and silence keeps its eye. Between warm walls, the world withdraws, And at the summit, I become my cause.

The wind moves through corners words can’t find, My heart leaps not from fear, but from the spark behind. In that moment, I am no longer flesh nor ground, But light, and hue — in ascent unbound.

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