Verge of Cliff Cloud Star
Jeva wonder while yer out there
searching thru yer thoughts an feelins
Whether they were all your voices
or someone elses Sung in rhyme
The only place y’ve ever bin
where time and space collide
where far horizons swoop s’ near
and you can almost hold the words
the thoughts
divine
As dizzily y’ senses reelin’
y’ swing to dance to laughing pipes
Fade into the sleeping forest drinkin’ in y’ dreams
Some folk like us are oft described
as touched
I hope y’ liked this soft caress
Unclutched
still free to soar
Delight
There will be more
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
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