Drifting On A Memory Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Drifting On A Memory



I like my life just the way it is.
I come, I go and owe no one anything.
To no one, I am indebted to
I am responsible for my own actions and no one else

I am footloose and fancy-free so I dance in the sky
Only one left in the nest growing to fulfillment of prophecy
Tender is the breeze that catches my wings to levitate me to higher plains
Drifting now I am on a melody high above the clouds sweeping

I am the majestic eagle floating in the good grace of the supernatural
Poised for greatness as gentle breezes carry me
I sail on warm winds I ride
Buoyant am I the free spirit hovering over the earth

I am hanging on an emotion pleasant to the taste on my lips for sunshine is on my face
Gliding effortlessly I strive for no worries perplex my tranquility
I am one with all as I feel the earth move as a rush of updraft lifts me into the sky Suspended in air cool breeze rushes across my body as life's sweet embrace takes me to paradise

At rest for peaceful journey's I now travel
I have been set free to explore the universe tethered longer no by my physical form
I see now the manifestation of the Most High's blessings
Submerge in life glorified am I for longer seeking a catch a glimpse of glory divine

The earth goddess embraces me and grants me the gift of foresight
Visions now granted I to see events future, present, and past
Corrections now on whimsical movements made to ease journeys so peaceful
Yes flight was given to me so I fly and I have been set free

Never more shall I make the mundane strife keep me under
I have flown with eagles above mountains high and low
I have seen the sights of bewilderment and wonderment
Chances granted once so when are you going to start to enjoy them?

Saving for an elder age is always a great thing
What if you don't make it? Them what?
It would have been all for naught
Fly with me today for tomorrow was never guaranteed to any of us

Whether you go as a wealthy person or a pauper, you still go
Worrying or not changes nothing so why to concern yourself
Learn to fly and spread your wings with me
Set your soul free to drift on a memory

Thursday, August 20, 2009
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Wilfred Mellers

Wilfred Mellers

Kinston, Jamaica, West Indies
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