In My Sea of Green
Here I melt under myself
with only time resting on
a bubbly surface of dreams
I float on clouds of emerald,
hovering up to the welkins;
they're calling me,
I know it's time to go...
Here I lay beside myself
watching, anxious for discovery,
for acceptance elsewhere;
away from duration
Incandescence glows like
multi-colored rays of moonlight
beaming down, and I rest peacefully
in my sea of green
I know it's time to go home
Copyright © Kerri Wineland | Year Posted 2007
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