a steering
wheel in
the sky
cross between
the status
where sunrise
with its
beams of
light shine
that haze
will glide
round edge
and whether
rotation is
cause that
snow may
drift inside

Amanda Dec 2017

Emptying thoughts of a hectic day
I slip into silent slumber
Casting off the worries as I lay
Amongst the realm of dreams, as they gather.
Softy, softly they lead me away

Down into the realm of dark and light
Where dreams are forged
On an anvil of fire and candle bright
They float into a star filled sky
Finally released they take to flight

I am bird. A wave upon the sea.
I can cross continents or worlds
In the blink of an eye. I can be
Anything. I am the song of a whale
I am the life root of a tree.

I am floating, falling, a snowflake
Glittering in a dazzling sun
As I land softly onto a glass frozen lake
Then, there is the noise that grows in sound
And into dawns reality the alarm pulls me. I wake.

But long to dream.

Mark Wanless Dec 2017

"Traversing"

The vastness of the universe
Ignites my soul
Thoughts burst forward
Traversing the void
A shimmering mist of awareness
I drift
On the silence
Of infinity
I merge
With the power
Of a billion suns

Lyn-Purcell Oct 2017

When I close my eyes, I begin to drift.
I see myself.
F  L  O  A  T  I  N G
~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~
As I pass the walls of sinless dreams,
I am finally free to dance
and laugh and twirl
and spin
~❤︎~❤︎~❤︎~
In a sea of white
and blue and pink
stars.

Joshua Crain Oct 2017

Take the stage
Then take a bow.
Touch a heart,
Then skip town.
Skip a stone,
Then sink below.
Leaving ripples behind.

Take a breath,
Then let it go.
Let's take a ride
On the undertoe.
Kiss the sky,
Then dive below.
Like a breaker,
Turn to mist-
Drift.

Spreading wings,
Lift off in flight.
Melt the wax,
Drop from the sky.
Like a comet
Shining bright,
Burn to stardust on the wind-
Drift.

So often throughout my life, I have felt that I merely drift through people's sphere of being- like some benign ghost seeking a permanent haunt, or a wind born seed looking for a place to take root.
Torias Sep 2017

I can see in your eyes,
And feel in my heart.
Do you know why we are drifting?
I am not the only one to change in this.
I am too wild,
Yes, I am reckless
And hard to catch.
I know, but I see hesitation in your smile.
You hate this person,
And I cannot stand to stay if you will sit
Atop a pedestal.
Life keeps pulling us in our directions,
And you've fallen into the arms
Of someone
Who looks a lot like Jesus to you.
And if he is to become your whole world,
Then I cannot be a part of it.
And if he is to become your theology,
Then I have a different faith.
Maybe fate will tie itself into the knots it wants,
But it is hard to hear you from this distance,
From here, I can't make out what your face looks like anymore.

9/9/17~ It’s okay, you don’t have to understand. I just can’t believe how different our paths have became as we’ve grown further away from childhood...
Journey of Days Sep 2017

tides not of my making
turning  
horizons
emerging
drift
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yes I have already written something called "drift" but the concept has been dancing around in my head for a bit longer - so here is a run of the thoughts
Journey of Days Sep 2017

too long hiding from truths
floating  in quiet water
drift

@journeyofdays

yes I have already written something called "drift" but the concept has been dancing around in my head for a bit longer - so here is a run of the thoughts
Journey of Days Sep 2017

salt on the breeze
anointing  
healing
letting the mind
drift

@journeyofdays

yes I have already written something called "drift" but the concept has been dancing around in my head for a bit longer - so here is a run of the thoughts
Journey of Days Sep 2017

weighed down
ceased struggling
peacefully
old ways loosening
to
drift

@journeyofdays

yes I have already written something called "drift" but the concept has been dancing around in my head for a bit longer - so here is a run of the thoughts
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