Beneath the silver sky
swept up by the calling of trees
she floats amongst the wind
cascading down to free her soul.
Floating on endless forevers,
her mind sings sweet sultry songs
of a yesterday long gone
and of a tomorrow yet to come,
unencumbered from the bonds
the had once held her tightly down,
she feels her spirit move
in a peaceful lullaby.
Never touching the ground
nor spoiled by the ugliness below,
her view is only all above
and the coming of her lover moon
teaches patience for the spinning of life,
And so she waits
floating on this endless space
neither here nor there
in her dreamscape rhythm
gently flowing on.
I think in this photo the little nuts floating made me smile and think of friends and on reaching peace floating through life.
Photo found on internet. I wish I could have that superpower….hovering about…..fun.