Majestical Land

I was carried away up and over a topped stack just the other day, By the oceans of blue cascading across shadows of magnifying rays of sunlight! One by one they dashed through the trickery Sun as if they had no night. I was drawn much closer in watching the Moon reflecting on the ones that sway. Then I was taken by the swishy swore of the bouncy Sea rolling as the tide came in. I just so happen to be taking a much deeper breath as the stars lit up like shields of sheer. Breathless I just took it all in, over and over again until I saw there was truly no end. Marveled, just down right marveled at the time I already just simply spend, Then I saw a most wondrous bumbling bee, soaring aimlessly through Majestical Land. All in a single moment with time to spare, I saw balls of bouncing thunderous lights. Then it was a much greater reach for a more logistical articulate helping hand. Then I saw big white fluffy balls unfolding in the heavenly quaking open sky. One by one colliding atop the luxury of just floating or shuffling them self right on by. Marveled, downright marveled at what was passing me by, I just knew I’d die. I absolutely was standing beneath the Majesties undeniably clever designated plans. I saw blueprints and designs above the weighty scales and receipts. What strategy for self-defeat with the books I write and keep! Hooting and hollering cheering louder in Majestical Land, with my brilliant plan! But then I was carried all the way back to the toppling stack, The Majestical Land amazingly had not one single little lack. “Marveling I tell you”! “Just down right Marveling”!