When My Spirit Will Rise
When My Spirit Will Rise
There, above the line of cars,
Clouds wait patiently for me.
Ignoring bleating horns and car exhaust,
My spirit is not ready to rise.
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I know the air is pure above the clouds,
But I still must breathe deeply of this life.
Tho food sustains me, I yearn for the
Sweet sustenance I find only
In forest cathedrals.
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It is there I will let clouds take me.
12/30/13
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