The Atrium

Across the Otherside Of The Pond

Flower petals

dipping down into water.

Ripples stretching out,

beyond the plains of sight,

into imagination.

Sounds of birds,

Sing a song,

keep me tranquil,

they rest my heart and soul

And this is peace

for me,

and this

is where I want to be,

just

a step away from reality.

Sun shines on to my skin,

grow glare among green grass.

Wind blowing,

whisles at my ears,

tales of souls,

passing to the otherside.

And this is peace

for me,

and this

is where I want to be,

just

a step away from reality.

Flying high,

to the point of loss,

Letting go,

leaving you all behind.

Taking the last breathe,

get a bird's eye view,

of the world.

And this is peace

for me,

and this

is where I want to be,

just

a step

away from reality.

Stretching out to imagination.