cloudy

 
my mind turns with the seasons
it is always so
lifting on the airs searching the winds, while I wander
sigh to touch the sky
to fly untethered

my soul reaches out to nature
reading tea leaves and people's faces
an empath I feel so much
which is sometimes too heavy
to escape for a moment to where it's fresh

so often the body makes me feel, clausterphobic
my being longs to be untethered
reaching the limits of my binds
pulling on the restraints
and take off
astral traveling

I return from my voyage
renewed of spirit
tasting freedom in the wild blue
feeling freer than most do

sanctuary on an obliging cloud
drifting across the sky
while the angels smile
and the sun casts long shadows

listening to the trees oaths
and grasshopper music
with sympathy for my brothers and sister

reaching out to humanity
on another wavelength
I come back to my body, with peace