Trapped Between Two Worlds.

I stand high on a mountain top, a lowly being.......yet elevated in spirit ... reaching out to a place beyond this world.. Vision impaired I am....yet I see all things otherwise concealed from the naked eye. Hearing impaired...yet I hear the whispers of angels........bell-like and fragile tinkling on the wings of time. Weakened joints are mine...yet I run and leap as my spirit soars to boundless heights. Dry bitter taste in my mouth.....yet I savor flavors on the tougue of my soul.....Hyacinth..lavender... upon my breath. Sad thoughts twist my heart....yet boundless joy surrounds me....such comfort to my soul. Though tears of regret blind me... tears of joy fill the eyes that look beyond this earth. Polluted air fill my lungs ...yet my senses reel from fragrances sublime. I touch the cold, jagged rocks of earth, sharp and unforgiving.....yet another place I touch....soft, tender , loving ....a place far away ........Eternity. Sweet melodies and hushed whispers I hear, but only with the ears of my soul as I stand between Earth and Heaven......in the space between two worlds. A spiritual being I am, trapped in a physical mold.