to get anywhere.
Searching earth from on high, looking at
scenery and landscapes as I pass by.
Noticing details, wondering curiously where
some of them came about, how do they exist
and what is their purpose below me on earth?
Looking askance, seeing fluffy clouds
surrounding me closely, protecting me from
falling into the hell of other people’s lives.
Telling tales of beautiful, tactful adages of interior thoughtful memories set in stones of antique forgiveness.
Hopefully, I can get through the darkness and come out in a tunnel of light, bringing faith to bear and helping me to continue and persist in life.
Trampling underfoot, memories collide, strivingto be heard among anger blaring alongside.Wallowing every once in a while in the asphaltof believing, taking on new experiences, allowinggrowth to continue, as learning rears it’s curioushead.For the first time in this life, wanting to let goof everything and run fast on my own.Being held back by friendly caring, yet…
Absorbing any and all silent potions of magical derision.Taking all the minute pleasures of today and using themto the fullest extent.Believing the experiences of tomorrow will add up to bethe best ever found or told on any plain in life.Straightening every crooked route away from my heart,instead, leading me into the spheres of heavenly gardensall…
Becoming more attuned with each form of design being created in imagination’s depths.
Reflecting on the essence that has been buriedfor so long, not strengthening the ties withearthly life.
