Reflections From Above

The clouds look like cotton balls, Unspun cotton candy. Oh! How I sing the song of sweet victory. Horizon finds its resting place in the abyss The distance creates a feeling of uncertainty Why is the light so far away? As the sun fades away into nothing fear emerges, Yet I find comfort in this place between certainty and uncertainty Strange I take full responsibility for a sudden emergence of excitement She feels a warmth spreading throughout the miles of vessels in her heart An occurrence that rarely makes itself known-like a shy child choosing a parent for protection from the horrors of the outside world I think this aerial view of the world puts me on top because I cannot see what everyone else is seeing everything below; Such a general term… everything I think it is safe to say that up here I have finally escaped I do not have any feelings of angst or worry No one to insult my sensitive interior by way of my physical appearance and flaws It could be that I am closer to God as cliche as that may sound She has not seen him since he whispered to her the devil of anxiety would consume her soon if the angles were not called upon All I can see is a sea of blackness with one yellow light illuminating from the ground That light is me Kindness and heart lies in that light Light of mine Will only flicker in times of despair only until I see him again -Katherine Beth