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 ￼cushion￼s, 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.