Not only can Nature keep humans grounded and more aware, but it can humble itself at times….
Cliffhanger
edging over
angled
sharp
downward
granite gashing
prognosticating
precipice
portends gravity’s
painful penchant
for pratfalls
at this
seasalt-encrusted
edifice
edifying eyes
and grounding
my hand gestures
while above
distant gulls
with weightless
wings
witness
a worldly
view
their seesaw
nyah-nyahs
mocking
the very cliffs
below
much to my
chagrin
I play along
Not just live and let live, but live and help live
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The ancient eavesdropper 
like the “nyah-nyah” concept..:)
Thank you, Karen! Yes, this part of the poem was my favorite to write. The humorous rhyme of seesaw nyah-nyahs was too sweet to pass up, especially when describing the child-like, mocking gestures of sky born seagulls.
Cheers,
Tyler 🙂