I feel so pleasant and free:
Drifting, floating, in a thoughtless air,
The best things not reaching.
I am myself but it doesn't feel like me.
It's like a sudden calm at sea,
Only you know it's here for good-
Not a break in a tempest
But a way of life at liberty.
It came on me like a hurricane
But without the broken homes and cars
Two steps up from docile,
Inner peace and self-expectancy.
I feel so lucky and blessed-
I never noticed the natural beauty of now
Like every flower and tree
Never existed but lived in harmony
So I float almost ethereally.
But it's not an aimless walk of life-
It's just contentment in me,
A certain confidence from curiosity.
Maybe now it is just my time
To realise that the world we live in
Moves along- with me or forget me-
I don't care for the past, now,
As happiness is as alive and free
As knowing you are loved unconditonally.
Not many have this respite,
This deep breath- before, during, after because of-
Which gives a relief and sense of clarity.
So now I wish this continually-
I hope I can stay in this repose,
Forever feeling lightweight and at ease
To see things elevated, as they should be:
I've reached this place intrinsically.
Actually I don't mind this one. It was a day or 2 after a friend had passed away and I had a sudden wash of relief after feeling miserable, getting a new lease of life knowing that she always kept trying and going regardless.
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