Let Me Be

Let me ride upon the crest of an aquatic wave, to spin and Twist within the rippling tides, of the water spheres deepest Ocean, allow this land creature to become as one, a liquid Creature of complete fluidity, flowing with the currents under Tows beneath the Mediterranean sun! Liquefaction’s child of heaven’s tears, collecting in the ionosphere, The shards of shattered meteorites, melting amongst the heated Entry point of the earth burning atmosphere! I’m just a day dreaming earth being, an inspirational beach Comber of alternate thought, set adrift within the sails Of human imagination, this illumined castaway of the Enlightened, wishing to be part of something larger Than the total some of my own physical make-up! Let me be the thundering storm ushering the lightening Flash to rock the timeless shore, beyond the infinite Seas of reality, the sounding clash of the everlasting Light echoing amongst the heavens vast divides, Nay I’m just a humble mortal, inspired by the powers Of beauty, a poet captured within the moment of The rocking swell of a higher master’s masterpiece Of utter perfection! Let the rolling rock of the ages slide downwards From the rocky mountain tops high, ever moving, Smoothing its sharpened edge until it is perfectly Rounded at its journey’s end, no moss shall I Gather, for the rambler of humanities soul’s remains Always In constant motions wake, this pondering Drifter of life itself, wandering why I exist! Let me be reflections after shock shooting at super Sonic speed, slamming against an orbiting giant of The universal realm, bouncing in a planetary ricochet, Hell bound to return from mine own origin point of Divine intervention, for it is here on earth I’m entrapped! Let me feel the winds breathe of total freedom against My bare exposed flesh, to become a spirit being set adrift, An elemental child without form or shape, just a whispering Echo blowing upon the breeze of the timeless air. Oh I’m a spiritual foundling, seeking the meaning of my own Existence, a motion of emotion, clinging to the mental framed Shell to which I’ve been born, but the world is for the inspired So here I’ve found my small niche in this great big universe, A writer, a dreamer, and the poet bard of my own inner Heart! BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN .