Familiarity recedes

As we ascend 

Through the forest

Of consciousness

Where seeds disappear

Making way for trees

Each vying for a place

Closer to the spotlight

Faithfully curling across

The sky’s a happy blue

It is so familiar, we forget

Ours is such a rarity

In our neighborhood   

Desolation’s familiar   

We are given a free pass

To live and breathe

Few pick up the traces

Of life that thrives, beyond

The usual familiarity