FEATHERWEIGHT SKIES

Aloft upon a kite’s lifting dream
though feet are shod in cement,
the heart soars by love’s helium,
weightless on tranquility’s wisp of whim.

Fancy is the balloon expanding in the mind,
a swelling serenity sweeping through the soul,
when allowing the morn to breath an airy gift,
those gentle whispers from hope’s breath,
inhaled and so incredibly intoxicating,
until heaven stretches inside with peaceful gusts
arising as an eagle gliding above the wasteland,
not allowing the swamps and cesspools
to write their dark melodies within.

Above is the precious gossamer plateau
touch in the soothing grace of calming flow,
silence softly cushions the journey
from one’s mental earth to a billowy plain,
cares falling away like a slow steady rain.

Happily surrendered to the cerebral cerulean sea
so far away from any hint of misery.
Vagabond spirit learns to willingly ride a zephyr wind
beyond the wilderness of worry’s thickets.
Enjoying elation’s vaporous brush
comb the moment in purest feel
and savoring the pause in night’s haunting questions
for a floating dance in featherweight skies.