reconciled

when I am up

I look

to the swirling swishing sky

 

when I am down

the earth is covered

with green lustrous

cow munching grass

 

when I look back

I do not wish to go

 

when I look forward

into infinite uncertainty

I am ready to fly

to let go

to fly wherever I am led

higher than the sky

deeper than the greenest grass

 

reconciled

home





Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2018-04-24 at 18:34

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