Wednesday, June 26, 2019
The sky is like a clean farm today -
Peaceful and inviting.
Once I felt some levitation,
And I was one with the firmament.
With the cloud as my platform,
I'll sprinkle colours on the stars.
And they'll twinkle like graffiti;
Making a feast for upturned eyes.
I feel like fluttering my wings,
And gliding over distant lands.
Now I feel like in a dream,
Thinking of angels and paradise.
I am one with all things,
And nature has a name for me.
Anyim Mobuchi Noble
Topic(s) of this poem: life