Her mind is up in the clouds
Painting them with colours
Until the rain washes them off.
And then she starts again.
Colouring the sky every day.
And her soul is by the sea
Playing with the waves of the endless blue.
Watching the colours fall from the sky with the rain.
And her spirit is everywhere.
Following the wind through the woods or the cities.
Sometimes even visiting her mind up in the clouds or her soul by the sea.
But her body is on the earth
Unable to follow her mind or soul or even her spirit.
Unable to paint the clouds
Or play with the waves
Or fly with the wind.
Her body is stuck on earth
Unable to get away.
YOU ARE READING
We are all made of Stars
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry. With my poems I express my thoughts and feelings. It is like a piece of my soul, so please appreciate it! Hope you enjoy :)
