I want to be a lantern someday.
Let me float away from this place.
Glowing bright oranges and pink, painting the night sky like the touch of a paintbrush against new canvas.
Lift me far away from what's below.
Take me to a place where happiness flows like water streaming along a curbside during a storm.
Lantern how I wish I could be you, never having to settle down in one place.
You come and go as you please, like a visitor to a hotel, you always get up and leave.
I find myself daydreaming what life would be like as a lantern; all the people I'd meet and those who'd ask where I went once I've gone.
Becoming nothing but a memory, a glimpse of color passing through their lives- only to disperse back into the sky.
I want to float along the city of light; the smell of sweets and rose holding my hand along the way.
Take me to where fog meets emerald green grass; mountains dusted with gentle snowfall, untouched by human feet.
I find myself gliding along foamy water, where bubbles fizz and keep me company.
Wind rushing through the palm trees lifts me higher into the sky.
My light grows dimmer as I gracefully touch the speckled dewy grass beneath me.
Fireflies accompany me in the cover of twilight, glowing in harmony like burning candles at Mass.
The smell of wildflowers fill the air with the shade of scattered clouds.
Vast blankets of mountains and trees touch hands with lavender skies.
My eyes meet with a lantern colored orange and pink, disappearing into the lavender painted sky among the stars.
I want to be a lantern someday.
Let me float away from this place.
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Lantern
Poetry"Little by little, one travels far." -J.R.R. Tolkien When you decide to get up and leave the ordinary, where you go isn't measured in miles or distance; but rather how far you let your feet take you. Once you step out into the world and look at it...