
Lifted
beyond Northern Lights
where clouds are pink ice
I shoot
heavenward
from earth mud
streaking
like a star
launched upward.
I soar
past gray folk
on park benches.
Freely
flying away.
Away.
Away.
Lifted
beyond Northern Lights
where clouds are pink ice
I shoot
heavenward
from earth mud
streaking
like a star
launched upward.
I soar
past gray folk
on park benches.
Freely
flying away.
Away.
Away.