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How many levels has bliss?
How will I ever remember the beauty of this place we have come to—
Just above the clouds, it seems, each time?
Just long enough to look around,
Our eyes the level of the ground,
Before we fall back down.

Each place we’ve been to, good or bad—
Or, should I say sweet or sad—
Has been the step we found,
The one we took from then to now,
From there to here,
And when we look back we see,
It was just exactly as it had to be—
How else could we have climbed up to this place,
Except by finding, here or there,
A toe-hold, in the rock-face where we rested awhile?

How many levels has bliss?
How will I ever remember the beauty of this place?