A poem by Tyler Golec
There is a place between Heaven and Earth
Where man was not born to be
On the wings of artificial Angels
We have learned to be free
I can feel divinity here, on mountain tops
Cresting above clouds, the sun light seen,
Rivers cutting, wide, long, vast, organic
Fields of man adding geometry
Babble fell because we reached too high
And to the far corners we were sent to flee
Our differences grew, but stronger now
Now, connected our cultures can be
There is a place between Heaven and the Earth
It’s a place I want to be

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