Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Balloon ride

Indigo skies await me
Held breath and cold feet
How high will I fly?

Colors glow
Fires blow hot air
How soon will I fly?

Crowd grows
Spines will chill
How many will fly?

Soar, float, rocket high
Blast into the sky
How can this craft fly?

Hot air, cool breeze
Calm hand, shaking knees
How long will I fly?

Cluster of colors
Gather in groups
How do we fly free?

I break from the pack
Float above trees
How free from earth am I?

Sweet silence is mine
Peacefulness find
How it quiets my mind.

Yet gravity wins
All flying must end
How long must I wait to rejoin the wind?

images by Mark Smith

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