Head In The Clouds

Head In The Clouds ☁️

I lay in damp grass and close my sad eyes.

Praying this all will pass me by.

Let all the weight of the world fade away,

for a moment I say goodbye.

Brush my hands through the soft thin blades.

I wish for a little trade.

Filling my lungs with this humid salty air.

I wonder is it all too much to repair?

Slowly open my burning eyes to the heavens.

Lord- I can’t take anymore suppression.

Releasing the soggy, weighed balloon in my chest.

Let it go… all years of destress.

Clearing my burdensome, tortures mind.

I try to believe I’m in a different time.

I see the vibrant, bright light of white.

It’s the most beautiful sight.

The slow moving, velvet like cushions, blurred edges and odd shapes.

It’s there I want to escape.

Curvy and round or spears, defined and sharpen.

Again Lord- give me another option.

Every perfectly misshapen, puffy blanket, flowing gracefully unbroken into the next.

Lord- why is this is all so complex!

Contrasted by various shades of the truest blues.

Give me Lord some good news!

Descending into tones of purples and gray’s.

When I sit back up, please bless me with some better days.

Can I go there, to that castle in the sky?

Will the softness greet me and a puffy fish will fly by?

It’s to hard here and there’s times I don’t want to stay.

My head is in clouds… it’s safer that way.