Blank page before me; limitless blue skies abound
Floating above the clouds 15,000 ft above ground.
Beauty above, beauty below
Everything up here seems so fast
While life on ground seems slow and unknown.
Can't I stay up here forever? Dream among the clouds of white
Taking hold as the dreams take flight.
I do not care for the word below me;
What with all their labels and rushing insanities.
I find no peace when my feet are on the ground
My only solitude is from where only limitless skies are found.
(APRIL 22/2017)
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Author:
jcquarious (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Was flying from Beautiful British Columbia to Winnipeg. The fly and view from the plane was inspiring.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
i really like this! it really reflects on everyone when they find a happy place in life and dont want to leave. but if you take that for granted it will be taken away for awhile
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