Cloud 9
So hard it is
To achieve
To be so high
Forever
Is Impossible
At some point in life
We reach Cloud 9
With the abundance of joy
We want to last
Forever
But we can fall
It can be gradual
Or Sudden
Without warning
Through this
We must find the steps to take
For we know we learn
From every fall
With endless possibilities
Awaiting
So reach for the highest
We grow from every fall
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December 2017
Lyn Paul
i think i would combine all of the last eight lines into one long stanza. :) It's a very optimistic poem. i am tempted to go outside NOW and fall down a few times! ! ! it sounds like the right thing to do. but it is cool outside and getting dark, sooooooo i think i'll just go to the basement stairwell (the top) , turn on the light, and FaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaLLLLLLLLLLL. CRASH! i can feel myself growiNG NoW! ! ! to MyPoemList. bri :)
Indeed we do learn from every fall. Or we should. Well written my friend.
Achieving anything high is really impossible but this can be possible with effort and hard work. Strong trust on self courage is definitely necessary. We can grow and with endless possibilities we can touch the height. Having high hope is necessary in life. This poem carries deep theme. Thanks for sharing this...10
'We grow from every fall' - this line is a great inspiration. Thank you.
Yes we grow taller from a fall ESP if we think as positively as your great awesome uplifting poem suggests and inspires. Life is cloud 9, cloudburst and hail too. Kudos. Had to read more from u before I disappear into life. Take care.
This is a very inspiring poem Lyn. Some of our greatest lessons have come from being knocked down, we get back up a little stronger.
We grow from every fall! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes we climb and fall and again reached to higher place again..i feel smiling reading it, it just so easy to capture the words, then the mood and then look at the picture...such a cloud nine to make us smile.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We have to be ready to bounce back like a rubber ball. Lovely poem Lyn.