Jonathan Platt


My soul was like a cloud ushered in by a breeze
Into a realm beyond the reach of mortal dreams,
Drifting upon the supple waves of tranquility
O'er dominions of beauty profuse and unbounded,
Where ever floating melodies of enchantment sounded -
O'er flowers - their bright blooms forever showing -
Where many-colored birds on the air were flowing
Like fragments of a rainbow in mild breezes blowing -
O'er castles - gleaming all like radiant glass,
Their towers tall, where spirits of iridescence passed,
Each a soaring vision, driven by joy to newer heights,
All now glowing with some inner-waking light.
And far above, cities in the stars - the angels reside,
Where within the darker regions of a purer sky,
Golden rays with moonbeams touch and softly blend -
Where all souls begin and hope to return again.

Submitted: Sunday, December 16, 2012
Edited: Sunday, January 20, 2013

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