like colored balloons released,
explore eternity’s blue forever,
in every direction they fly,
so high yet so near to us,
our world but a speck
in a single glint of light,
hardly noticed at all.
Thoughts meander like weary streams,
languid flows of ancient past,
and we look upon their reflections,
of dawn’s finest soliloquy,
as if new day is all there is,
and ripples are but a newness breaking free,
to trial life’s opportunities.
I watch the black and gold unfurl
upon these lands that echo home,
and every state of light, I partake,
imbibe with ardor
for all of life at stake,
held to question of purpose and meaning,
the thoughts that ask my seeing
for the truth.
My thoughts, free to infinity,
scatter amid the mourning clouds,
whispers that shout out loud,
I am, amid this blissful play,
and yearning holds a mind to stay,
to see beyond the next horizon,
to know what epiphany awaits,
here, in this earthly garden, by heaven’s gate.
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