Me Upon My Cloud
Whimsy, my weightless floating thoughts,
a seat set into clouds,
following not what I aught,
but the notions that come and go
in the flow of freedom,
and eyes observe, skin preserved
in every feeling I can muster,
drifting on this breeze without direction,
a cause without suspension,
upon my cloud.
Birds pass by and squawk,
as if to claim impropriety,
me up here dismissing place on earth,
and I grin with clear-cut sobriety,
just following the trail of my thoughts,
clouds as good a pillow as any,
and a view point high enough to sort out my woes,
wiggly my toes in white fluffy clouds,
drifting aimlessly aloft,
secure in my human immunity.
Angels peer down,
smiles not frowns mark their delicate faces,
and I know they are amused,
life held not in centrifuge,
chosen in experience, a reprieve from trite,
a sight welcomed in my mind of hope,
the scope of imagination my lift,
keeping me adrift so high,
a pleasure to my eyes,
me upon my cloud.
If only temporary,
this gift is my soul’s need, free from burden
is my embrace within the flow,
and I know it is what carries me on,
beyond the weight of earthy strife,
the light that guides me to the creative mind,
my sublime escape, my momentary release
from which I relate my every dream,
seen for not just hope
but possibility.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Such a glorious experience it is to set the mind free to find how impossibilities can truly become real in another realm. Oh how I love the thought of playing on clouds. Delightful and lovely work, Tony.
Yes me and my clouds, glad you enjoyed the thoughts Phyllis. take care.