pagoda

when the house

that we built

gets too big

can we still feel

what once was near

what once was dear

to us?

.

when it towers

over the trees

like a pagoda

can we still view

what once was near

what once was dear

to us?

.

when fame and fortune

would one day

engulf  its wings over us

can we still feel

can we still view

what once was near

what once was dear

to us?

.

.

.