Soaring On unseen wings I soar among the clouds. Whose pure white majestic pillars, ever changing, reach higher than man should ever fly. Drifting across the land, I can only marvel at the endless fields of beautiful flowers. The forests appear to be a solid white blanket; laid down to protect all beneath, from the harshest Summer sun. Drifting along I see the ocean; clear and gently rolling. There are fish, both large and small, swimming along as though there is only the present. Free, and not caring about any impending danger that may lay ahead. Drifting along, a feeling of love blows across me like a soft Summer breeze. And you are there, the cause of that loving wind. And I am helpless as I drift along. I bask in the warmth of your love; as though it were the sun itself. I drift along with the clouds; not knowing where, not wanting to resist the force of your love. Not caring where the wind may take me. Perhaps someday the clouds may darken, and stormy winds may send me crashing to the ground. And though I will be a sad helpless victim of the storm, I will always remember soaring among the clouds, on the wings your love had given me. Robert J. Singleton "Of Smiles And Tears"----------------------
Posted on: Tue, 18 Jun 2013 05:34:53 +0000
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