Wonder Wandering -
The skies in the grounds above and beneath me I stand
I'm in command my life is over and above me
In the hidden space on this too much Rios place
my eyes envision I see the invisible
my mind is over and above me
Telltale signs and wonders
I often wonder barefooted I stand
I walk on quicksand
plummeted it falling yet
I hear the calling
Posture horizontally I stand
I rise as the sun sets I stand
under the moonlight lit
Forbidden to fly
I have no wings I
just have eyes
I flourish in the skies
that's how I fly in my dreams I lied
As the angels cry out
they too want mercy in the hidden space
I am an accomplice
too the floatation beauty be told
I am a rock climber on a mountain of pure gold
10/3/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2023
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