Drifting On a Cloud
Drifting on the clouds I lie
With my head pointing
To yonder skies
In a sea of dreams
Where mind and spirit
Igniting natures prize
To feel like you are heaven bound
But feet standing firmly
On hallowed ground
But in the clouds you drift
As the cascade shifts
Your feet no longer touching
The ground
A lift off to a peaceful place
an Ease from pain
Heading to heaven
On the now train
No heading back
Settling in your own time
Welcoming rain
An escape
For the things that beset us
Riding our backs
Painting the surfaces
Filling the cracks
No longer weary
Nor hearing sounds
of hungry cries
Heading to glory
With the echoing of lullabies
Off on a voyage
With an opt out clause
Given by nature
When we stop and pause
Discarding distress,
And inflicted pains,
Looking for a redress
With sweet Refrains
eyes wide opened
To a beauty and a guile
Painted by nature
By the clouds on high
So I decided
to pause for a little while
Taking nature in my stride
Story’s written
in the clouds
artist at play
Mixing the co lours
Painting a picture
Inviting a crowd
Having her say
Without uttering a word
How the lines are drawn
The bold highlights,
And intricate designs
Nature’s Way
In shades of grey and pastel blue
With the turquoise borders
Depths of indigo
How can I not be taken in
Blending with unison
Of a presence and a place
Is it not inspiration?
That brought me here
My resting place!
That there is peace and harmony
In yonder skies
Wrapped in a woolen shroud,
Floating on high
As on a cloud I now reside
Homeward bound
While in the depth
Of an azure sea,
over yonder a tide does wake
Surging to inner shore
A surfers dream
Riding its waves
Horizontally, I must glide
To cross over in spirit of the other side
I am at a time and place
Where though imagery
we can foretaste
Although somewhere different
in time and space
It must be like being in heaven ,
when nature take its place
At the cent re of the stage
revealing its beauty
So humble yet so almighty
There is complexity in every art
the very corners and intricate parts
Inviting the eye
Taking time out on a page
Syncing with beauty
Looking from the sky
Floating on high
In a woolen casket
Weightlessly
Drifting on by
I am in no race
Just run life’s race
Off on another journey
A different time and a different place
An escape from the rat race
To find a new place
Full of joy and grace
That I would always be floating
from the skies
While the north east trades go wonder
Pushing on by
to open the seven seals
blessing my eyes
See what picture is painted
And the wisdom that it derived
In secrets of the wise
Recovering lost virtues
From failure to realize
Imbalance of the senses one cannot deny
But to approach beauty you have to switch off others
for another to come alive
Its not faking reality
But letting spirituality in
To be sublime but not yet ridiculous
But moving to another realm
Enjoying earthly blessings
While wishing changes in
Copyright © Reggae Magnet | Year Posted 2013
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