Beyond the Clouds
There is nowhere left to go;
When dreams have all run dry;
My wheels are clogged with mud;
Spinning in one place;
My heart has seen too much;
I look up to the sky;
And I fly beyond the clouds;
Wondering if there is more;
Than my tired eyes can see;
I feel the tender kiss;
Of a gentle breeze;
Brush against my cheek;
Although my feet are planted;
My imagination soars;
Above the misery;
Beyond the disappointments;
Escaping painful memories;
And the hopelessness I feel;
When all the fight has left me;
And I have nothing left to give;
High above the blue;
Brighter than the sun;
There is a place of hope;
There is a place of peace;
When there is nowhere else to go;
Where there is no looking back;
This is where I want to be.
When dreams have all run dry;
My wheels are clogged with mud;
Spinning in one place;
My heart has seen too much;
I look up to the sky;
And I fly beyond the clouds;
Wondering if there is more;
Than my tired eyes can see;
I feel the tender kiss;
Of a gentle breeze;
Brush against my cheek;
Although my feet are planted;
My imagination soars;
Above the misery;
Beyond the disappointments;
Escaping painful memories;
And the hopelessness I feel;
When all the fight has left me;
And I have nothing left to give;
High above the blue;
Brighter than the sun;
There is a place of hope;
There is a place of peace;
When there is nowhere else to go;
Where there is no looking back;
This is where I want to be.
Published by Lisa R. Strong
I was born and raised in Binghamton NY. I have been writing short stories since I was eight years old, and poetry since I was a teenager. I also write prayers, meditations, and opinion articles. My dre... View profile
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11 Comments
Post a Commentvery nice!.............as usual!...................
Just dont rush to get there ........ Good Job Miss Lisa ken
Wonderful and truly sincere-funny how our life is prescribed in pain, and in the same respect-healing.
Another very beautiful poem. Love all of your art work.
I really can identify with this one.
Beautiful, I love it. Nice art work. :)
Lovely... I love your artwork, too!
This was soooooooo beautiful, wow what a piece here, very enjoyable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is very beautiful. And recent events have given you new wings that can lend you weightlessness to soar above the troubles and mud toward those blissful heights. So soar, honey. Enjoy the climb and then the ride.
Lisa, through your words we were soaring with you,,,,What an amazing poem! Yes God gives us glimpses ofthe beauty that awaits us when our work here is done......Just when we need it the most... Thank you Sis, you are an amazing poet.+*+*+* ~ PEACE ~