The Whole Day Through…#344

The Whole Day Through…

I lay down in a field of poppies, red

Dotted among the green, I watched

The clouds moving lazy above me.

They touched the mountain peaks,

They touched my soul, it’s far away,

But someday there I will go.

If I lay long enough it will be night

The stars will come out to greet

Me, among them may be the

Milky Way.  It is then that I shall

Rise, the Poppy field will not want

Me to stay.

As a Poet I live in a meditative mood,

And live in the delight of solitude.  I

Am met in the morning by the dew

Dropped roses through an open window

Their scent last the whole day through.

I live my life to experience these

Pleasures.  There was a time when

I let them pass me by, so many years

I have wasted trying to live with lies.

A human soul lives within me, I fear

 That the years have crushed the flowers

Of my life.  With the time I have left

On earth, I want to spread the love

Within me, remove myself of toxic things

Or people, in my life that bring nothing

But hatred and strife.

This new belief I know was sent from the

Heavens above, a new path for me to

Follow was written in my life’s plan.  I

Have a new lease on life, my goal to live

It the way I have always planed, no stopping

Me now, I have been shown the way, a

Second chance to live in peace and in

Truth.  The guilty I will be free from the

Debris of their truths, they will hurt me

No more.

Flying with Broken Wings

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