Beyond the Clouds

Ascending the mountaintop, drawn to the realm eagles glide, With unfurled wings locked on a cruise, eyes glistening in the sun, I heave over the crest of crags, my mind, on the dizzy brow, Pulled by the dew, the sunbath, the soft echoes of rhythmic Pitter-patter of dew drops, and the charming panorama. Above the clouds, glossy dew dribbles calmly, chills summer, Warms winter. Blooming flowers bow at the whiff of the wind. Honey jets from hives like milk from udders of pampered flocks. On the plane, my eyes stretch to where the sky embraces the sea— Blue with blue in lovers' hug. I soak heaven's elixir! Earth rumbles, jostles for breath, sinking in the mire of death. I dread... no! Dare I think of the grumble, the jostling against One another for what is not, what drains off like rain from a rock? On the plane, I float with the clouds, tanning in the sun. © 2015 Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi