John Griffiths Poems

If I fall while half asleep,
I know that I can fly.
When the barriers have been lifted,
And I soar towards the sky.
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When my time is over,
I must pay for every sin,
By looking in the mirror,
At the picture from within.
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I cannot gaze upon the wind
That tells the leaves to fall,
As it gently rocks the leaning bough
Of the tree that stands so tall.
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Darkness is the curtain,
Drawn tight across my eyes,
With pinholes for the stars to shine,
In the evanescent skies.
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You held my hand as we took a stroll,
For as far as the eye could see,
Until we felt the need to rest,
Down by a wise old tree.
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There are many realms above me,
And many more below.
Depending on my progress,
Determines where I go.
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When man first stood upon the earth,
Perfection was around.
Nature was in balance,
In the air, and on the ground.
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The time is now before me,
When the body falls away,
And my spirit gain’s its freedom,
From the life it had to pay.
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I close my eyes and flow within
The confines of my mind.
Where shackles have no meaning,
And the limits hard to find.
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The time is now upon me,
To once again return,
From the realms that I resided,
To a place that I can learn.
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