Up In the Clouds
Thoughts swirl around like the clouds in the sky,
Only to realize the world is much larger than I.
I close my eyes and I’m up in the clouds,
The sky starts to part now I see the ground.
Everything down there seems rather small,
Visions of crashing, seems I might soon fall.
I drift and swirl and then everything’s clear
I have nothing to be scared of except for fear.
Clouds move in, now it’s getting dark,
The shadows seem to taint my heart.
Thoughts still change just like the clouds,
Truth and light seem to be what they shroud.
I can’t break free my mind goes numb,
It all seems lost yet I want some.
The clouds get thick, now I can’t see,
Even though the future is right before me.
The clouds swirl in circles like a merry-go- round,
They snuck up on me without making a sound.
They briefly disappear only to return,
The fire is coming and the bridges shall burn.
The clouds part and the sun is back.
I find myself getting, back on track
The thought flow freely through my head,
I open my eyes and see what’s ahead.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011
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