Neverland

Ever felt like a speck of dust amidst the giants? A mustard of all the grains Like all you touch melts cause you're that heat of the burning sun. A vapourizer you can't contain. Daunting thought isn't it? Yet at times very present! Existing in the neverland, Persisting to keep foot on a dry but finds flooded land, every human's island! O heart of ceaseless storms, When will you dock on that land? Of the living not the dead, The grieving nor the dread But one full of glad to be had.