I laugh as I chase the material of Thought.
Reaching for them…
The instantaneous spontaneous outburst of imagination formed into creation.
A moment of thought, that Spark of light-
Seeing beyond the clouds as I take flight.
Whether I’m walking on the light of a Graceful Day, or caught in the grip of the Seductress Night Moon…
Thoughts loom, waiting as clay awaits the Potters finger tips.
I thurst to grip this,
Birthed in Thought Element…
I Dance on Clouds…..
I dance upon Clouds…
Singing Joyfully without a care weighting on me!
Tip-toeing on Stars-
wrapped in their Corona’s,
I feel warmth-
Leaping into the possible.
I Travel from Dimension to Domains unrestrained, lassoing a Commits Train.
Enter into His Rest
“Escape away in the moment, take a moment.”
Take a break?!
I wish I could take a brain pause; but this Mission of Good, Wills me forward even to the point of exhaustion…
I try to run away to the paradise in thought when…
Reality as I know it tries to control reactionary impulses. My mental fuses. Me, Myself, and I discusses. Sitting agitated by what seems to resist my persistence to break away from…
So many problems and issues. Wiping concerns off on mental tissue these issues irritate…
Man I could use a break. But Life won’t wait, the Mission must continue..!
“I must deliver this great Hope….”
TEARS of JOY
The puddles of tears build as waters flood from eyes who’ve seen the bright horizon of Hope..; So many tears have waited to fall- IN THE NAME OF JOY… They fall before the feet of Hope…
It is Time
At the altitude where only Angels reside, held in thought are the Hopes of a Man… Painted, upon the tapestry of Greatness-
He desires to make this Life such a sight-
attracting an audience, a Heavenly Host, peering into the window of time just to catch a glimpse of the approaching winds of change…,
With the one voice of glorious expectation,
They shout in unison…,
“They are ready..!”
THE DAWN OF DAY
A warm sunrise energies from a razor edged horizon,
It pierces the darkness in a magnificent display screaming,”TODAY, is the Day!”
The Day of all things possible, I’m positively thinking of the greatness before me,
In hands stretched to the sky.
Limitless abounding while on lookers stand astounded
and the foolish are left confounded wondering how I got around-
The problems that haunted my mind in the midnight.
The inner prison bars broke from their hinges from this amazing light,
“THIS IS A NEW DAY.”
These thoughts wrapped in a soft Morning breeze,
Whisper my very Dream…,
“Let it be the Day I make history…,
TEARS of GRATITUDE
They Fall one by one…
When I think of the Sun rising on the horizon bringing light!
Scattering the Darkness polluting the Situation-
I was hiding..,
Fighting furiously to stay a float!
In the Storm that raged-
Then awoke to a peaceful silence;
The risen light came as welcomed guidance…