Why would you hide from my eye?
Why are you so shy?
Why cry?
Why sigh?
I am strong because I live in the sky
I do not know why
I'm not unlike any random guy
But gray sky of silver linings
Dark ominous clouds
Red sky at night a sailors delight
Golden sunsets of brilliant brightness
And here u sit indoors at the tv
Not me
I awake each day late but early to a new sunset
I witness gods art and stare up high at the sky
While u honk your horn at the traffic and sigh
I dont work
I dont play
I dont sing
I aint gray
To say that I live in the sky
for the touch of thistle and the taste of rye
Or to say that i'm not
Any more than an ordinary guy
Isn't it easy to see just why?
When i open my mouth to speak
Onerous syllables reek and reek
When you open your voice to be heard
You make only the pathetic sound of the hummingbird
Why do i cry 'I live in the sky? '
The answer is simple
I'll tell you why
You must try what i try
sleep thru the day and awaken for the night
spend the night awake while your thoughts take flight
Then sit down and write them as they flow
its dangerous you know
I don't always feel alive
but i cannot die
That is why i live in the sky
I constantly dream that i can fly
I awake each day late but early to the new sunset
I cannot die
beau golden 2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I felt a little mystical reading this piece, almost like an enchancement. Interesting work, well formed