Freefall

The World is busy litting up the skies
Making it look like the morning when the Sun is still asleep
Beneath the fire lit skies twinkling every now and then
Secluded in side the small space away from the everything I dream
Dream of poems like the free falling waters
Unbound! Undisturbed! Just free falling...

The beauty of the World making the romance brew
A hot cup of words smoking up at awe of the beautiful skies
Like the feather the heart dances to the Winds
Oh winds of Freedom carry me Home!
Dancing among the busy crowds in my own space
Unnoticed and savoring every moment as the time ticks
Hand in hand with the clock I fall in Love with the Poems!

Soprano of Majors making Love in the Woods
Away from the hustle of the rush hours
Words everywhere like the Flowers of Eden
Waiting to be picked, to be stitched!
Poems my friend! Its like a fawn dancing in the Wild
A momentary loss of awareness and fears for the Beasts
Freedom in every breathe and joy in the leap!

What is it we want but one such moment
A smile born from nowhere and the Joy uncalled for
Make a way for the World is bright and the Heart is Light
Dance away my Words for the World is busy
Fly away in to the silent nights, into the silent hearts somewhere
To bring the Light to the broken poems in the Dark
To the innocent broken Smiles...
Fly Away my Friends
For whats more important than fixing a broken smile...