My mind is lost in clouds of bliss
in a land where the silence of emptiness rings on air
and the softness of peace cocoons the soul.
Manic moves come to abrupt endings
and I stand on the edge of the reflections
wondering what it is I now see within.
Lost at times yet still searching,
wandering the mind like a bohemian child,
the lost chord is waiting to be found
and the bells of the winds beckon to follow.
I need to be here in this place
where endless skies kiss the peaceful water
edged by land that left no prints behind,
forging forward to the destiny and faith
breathing in the slivers of dryness
parched lips sing hymns of patience
and set free the song of a time of believing.
I come to ask the clouds for their wisdom,
the drops of harmony and life-giving measure
caught in a cup and sipped slowly,
savored for the life force it gives.
beautiful image found at; http://vicki73.deviantart.com/art/Endless-Skies-179350061
