At the top of the world

I've stood on top of the world
surrounded by silence
watching each person
slowly build their own fence

Walls to separate
and barriers to divide
barring the unknown
and protecting their pride

Lacking incentive to expand
or even to explore
the great mysteries
just outside their door

Searching for answers,
but asking the wrong being:
looking with their eyes
without truly seeing

Solutions are apparent-
when not fixating on pain
they show themselves,
clear and refreshing as rain

I do not assure you
I've found anything new
Only that I've learned to look
and I love the view