Somewhere ELO laughs

Feel the way the air caresses your skin and hair
Like a gentle whisper that soothes the soul
The sweet scent of nature can elate your spirit
When the taste of noble candor takes a hold

Like birds who spread their wings in the firmament
Flying free amidst fields of clouds and hazy dreams
The sound of liberty and peace is on their shoulders
Relishing in the ease of these motifs and themes

The coolness of open skies will uplift and energize
With breaths of life that feed the heart and lungs
Like hums and vibrations echoing through time  
Where limitless possibilities soar and run

Let your senses feel and reel in the ether of nature
When visions of hope and promise come alive
Hear the breeze speak to you beyond nomenclature
And you’ll experience the real freedom of the sky

Lay down your limitations
and reach above---
 how much can the sky, hold?
 
Can you feel the rain
and rungs on Jacob's ladder?
 
Or the tingle that preceeds  
thunder?
 
The rush of air
beneath bird's wings
and the manna that fell on dry deserts.
 
Push aside their chemtrails--
they are no match  
for the heat of the sun
and blessings that drop  
into our souls , from above.
 
Do you hear the breath of God
as winds blow
dandelion puffs
across your skin?
 
Ignore the roar
of bombs and plane engines  
warring in heavy air--
they fall to the sea
and are swallowed up in defeat.
 
Raise your arms,  
O, raise them and receive--
all that awaits in the storehouse of Heaven!
 
You need not sight  
to know it's there, only
faith to touch the sky
and hand of God.
 
 

 
Put down the pale stick
Ceased the tap and the click  
Felt the jet pack on my back
could I fly unattached
carried aloft  
for if you are blind, left one sense behind
a firmament behind closed blinds
whispered braille, felt it lift the dark veil
dissolving menthol lozenges, that canopy invade my core  
images defined, paint on the blank mind
carried aloft on the song of a bird
as Eros was lifted before he returned
as the pull of a kite that tugs on your hands
escape terra firma, free gravities clamp
imagination free rein, a hot air ballon
the seas truest reflection and carries its ink
and feeling are floated and fly unrestrained
as you rise through the horizons  
footlights glare, the theatrical stage  
below the firmament, sky from edge to edge
the backdrops and fly screens of the world
painted with weathered clouds
cower through drum rolls of thunder
stung by hail, swarm like violins pizzicato
the elevation of senses. shutters with images
projected, poetic magic inscribed
all other senses provide
where love lets you soar, just holding hands
the sky my boudoir
each kiss a sparked star, no planetarium can hold par
Jesus touched my eyes
with sight fantasized