From Up Here

This balcony is comfortable. A high place limited in scope and access. Available to those with keys or invitation.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Let down your hair!

Deny change for safety, Gothel subscribed. Yet such narrow perches constrain mind and spirit. Sameness becomes prison.

For those existing in high-up places, down is not a direction but rather a  conjuring for the wider world.

Below all others pass freely. A picnic in the shade of an oak. Laughing and chasing across lawns of green. People with differences of all hues. The bouquet of life does not wait for anyone nor pause for elevation.

 

(100 words)

Picture linked via Addicted to Purple.

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