one day lying on my back on the lawn
the sky painted a portrait for me
a man floating on clouds like cotton
through passages of eternity
these empty spaces passages
they floated between the white
fluffiness created a movie
of sublime white and blue
I saw men and women in
portraits above
smelling sweet sweet blossoms
the grass green the clover
all around were dreams and hypnosis
things brought forward
I had forgot
thoughts of then
the sun peaked through
a ray of sunshine so bright
I was blind for a minute
when I opened my eyes again
it was such a beautiful day
I sought to lay there
on my back
and watch the sky
forever
to eternity
or until
I died
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 10:12 PM UTC
one day lying on my back on the lawn
the sky painted a portrait for me
a man floating on clouds like cotton
through passages of eternity
these empty spaces passages
they floated between the white
fluffiness created a movie
of sublime white and blue
I saw men and women in
portraits above
smelling sweet sweet blossoms
the grass green the clover
all around were dreams and hypnosis
things brought forward
I had forgot
thoughts of then
the sun peaked through
a ray of sunshine so bright
I was blind for a minute
when I opened my eyes again
it was such a beautiful day
I sought to lay there
on my back
and watch the sky
forever
to eternity
or until
I died
