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Wednesday, March 4, 2015

YOUR ELEVATOR IS WAITING



The doors open.
The elevator is waiting.
Pick a floor.
Any floor.
It doesn't matter which one.
For it goes to one place.
Up.
Through the clouds.
High above it all.
Where you could let go.
Let your imagination soar.
To new heights.
To new beginnings.
To the impossible.
To the improbable.
Take a deep breath.
What do you see?
What do you want to see?
All becomes possible.
All becomes probable.
Enjoy.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

THE VIEW FROM ABOVE

cityneonlights:


The view from above.
People appear small,
tiny specks in the universe.
Cars are in constant motion.
Everyone is in a hurry,
going around in endless circles.
Going to work, and later
going back home.
Taking elevators up
and then down again.
What’s the hurry?
We all live the same lives.
We live and then we die.
Does it matter where we had
hurried around in between?
All that matters are
who we leave behind.
For these are the only
ones who will remember
that we had been here.
And why we had been here.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

ARE THEY WATCHING US?

complexae:
Art of Dying - Vices and Virtues (2011)
Birds soar high above us all.
Over trees and meadows.
Near and far.
Watching us.
Wondering about us.
Are they waiting?
For the right time to attack.
They’re present in my nightmares.
Beady eyes, sharp beaks forward,
ready to attack.
I’m safe.
That is until I close my eyes for sleep.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

FLAP YOUR WINGS



Flap your pretty wings
and take flight.
Leave the masses behind.
Fly high to the sky and above.
Soar through the clouds.
Look down upon us.
At those left behind.
To lead our mundane lives.
Fly high and be happy.

Monday, August 18, 2014

FLY AWAY



If I could fly a plane,
I would take it high above the clouds
to soar to new heights.
I would look down at the ants below
and marvel at how small and
insignificant they now seem.
Goodbye mere mortals
with your boring jobs.
I won’t be back.
I’ll find a mountaintop
to land upon.
A mountain clear of people
and houses.
Hello Freedom!

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

SOAR HIGH ABOVE


celestiol:

Rio de Janeiro | by Slobodan Zecevic

Take a ride in the evening sky.
Above the buildings and cars, where
all begins to look smaller and smaller.
Soar high above the people and noise,
and listen to the quiet.
And take time to take a deep breath and think.
celestiol:
Rio de Janeiro | by Slobodan Zecevic
Take a ride in the evening sky.
Above the buildings and cars, where
all begins to look smaller and smaller.
Soar high above the people and noise,
listen to the quiet.
And take time to take a deep breath and think.