Fearful of his own greatness,
He holds the gates within his  heart
Shut,
Locked with disgrace.
Hiding his own gifts.
Afraid to be overcome by the flood
Of all that he is.
He is
Beyond thoughts of those
Who surround him.
They cannot place him in
Or out,
Up or down.
He is everyone
And
Everything.
He is more than a soul can dream.
If only he believed this enough;
He would realize he can breathe
Anywhere.
Any depth,
Any altitude.
He can breathe.