Immersed in the nothingness of a dream
I fall impatiently
To a ground that never appears
Though the horizon shortens
Until caught hy a breeze
Born upon the wings of butterflies
And tossed slowly about
In a storm of molasses
That lands me with a silent crash
On broken rock

There
Pinned down by my own weight
Unable to move
I stare
Wishfully
At the empty sky I was so ready to leave
And laugh
As tears roll off my cheeks

Image by Alex Fitch

Published by J M Greff

J M Greff is the rambling author, trucker philosopher, peace loving hippie, spiritual warrior, backpacking pantheist, wandering minstrel, and poet fool who created A Caravan of One for you. View all posts by J M Greff