With rolling chin
And a smile to the sky forever
At the vantage point of where it begins
You ever try counting the stars?
I can't ever get the same number twice
They keep changing on me
I'm not even entirely sure what a star is
Well my body knows,
It's my mind that has forgot
a tree egrets crowd,
one more wants to land on top;
now all fly skywards!
Gracefully gliding through the highs and lows,
a bird of prey feels for the warm currents.
12:30 - 04/07/17
State of mind: longing; hopeful.
Thoughts: from thinking - about the beautiful movements of flight and all its intricate geometries.
Listening to: The Beatles - Across The Universe.
So the clouds are near to me
And to you as well
Although we are not at this time
Standing right here or there beside
How these clouds smile back as they roll by
And tell us both to our surprise
That we are watching and watched over
Since long before we each sought after
That distant star in the summer sky
We are by ourselves and each other
Mere reflections in such skyward eyes
— The End —