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1.5k · Nov 2012
Patiently Drifting
Krista Lynn Nov 2012
the view from here

would take your breath away

your thoughts escape you

there's nothing left to say

patiently drifting,

far up and above

it's so easy

to fall in love

in love with the clouds

& the taste of the rain

where worries fade

and there is no pain

you see the world

in a different light

and suddenly realize

your life is alright

life is beautiful

when you see it from here

but you have to choose

to see beauty my dear

blow a kiss to the stars

& say goodnight to the moon

because we can't live forever

in this hot air balloon
I apologize for the lack of punctuation and capitalization.
538 · Nov 2011
Krista Lynn Nov 2011
The view from here is quite breathtaking
but suddenly I feel myself falling
I am drifting as the world passes me by
but where am I going?
Just as I start to enjoy it,
there is a violent halt in my journey
I lay in a sea of individuals who look nothing like me
but it’s nice not to be alone
I am content
Just as I gain my composure, I am swept away again
Now I am moving faster than ever before
It is not too long before I plummet to the ground
Again, I am united with others
suddenly it feels like I am being stampeded
The pain fades, I hear laughter, and I am thrown in the air
a gust of wind sends me back on my journey
but I stop worrying and enjoy the ride
I may just be a leaf
But I am beautiful
467 · Nov 2011
Forever Absolute
Krista Lynn Nov 2011
I watch it fall like rain, or vanish like the horizon

but it has an infallible tendency to rise like the sun

and so I am not aghast, because I have expectations

I know that as the clock ticks life away, it will return

It feeds each heart’s desire, like water in a drought

And time and again renews what has been lost

It fixes, effortlessly, all who were seemingly broken

It is found through the slightest bit of inspiration

And illuminates like a buoy in the ocean, at night

It is forever absolute in those willing to search for it

Everyone needs a little hope sometimes
425 · Nov 2011
Krista Lynn Nov 2011
There’s something in the silence, but it’s never been quite clear

Is it comforting or deafening, or music to my ear?

I find it in the quiet, it comes from deep within

It tells me where I’m going, and shows me where I’ve been

I don’t need an ear to listen, or someone’s hand to hold

Because my thoughts are loud and clear, underlined and bold

I listen to the echoes, but I cannot hear the screams

Of all the thoughts inside, and reoccurring dreams

Like a bullet searching for it’s target, I am looking for mine

Silence brings motionless and the planets misalign

I’m looking for that defining moment, when my world stands still

I don’t want all the answers, because searching holds the thrill

I want to be like the rhythm, to my favorite song,

Meaning I am sensible, and that I belong

But aside from the song, I find great value in the silence

Because for a few moments, it ceases all the violence

I don’t mean world wars, I’m talking about battles inside

I guess I’m saying at times, I’m conflicted on this ride

Sometimes life can be raging, like a heart attack,

But in silence, I find, that all fades to black

It’s a ride I can’t get off of, and nor would I try

Because that would be like gravity, which I cannot defy

So when my thoughts are spinning, like electric ballet dancers

I turn to silence, because it holds all the hidden answers

— The End —