The One About Perspective

there are days where the world seems to spread and sprawl.
to fall away at a gentle slope.
it feels washed and laid out to dry.

you feel as though you stand at the top of something,
gazing circumspectly.
everything is plain to see.

in moments like this, it is obvious that you stand
at the outermost point of a sphere, rooted by your feet.
the feeling resonates clearly and fades.