And Then I Could Fly…

And then I could fly 2

And Then I Could Fly…

I jumped from the bridge one dark foggy night
Delusions of loons preparing for flight
The river’s allure caressing my soul
With runes on old parchment from unsacred scrolls

The water felt cool ’gainst feverish pain
Bathing the pother that wanders my brain
The current kept pushing me deep in the silt
Keeping me warm in the soft earthly quilt

They gathered around me with eyes of pastel
Beautiful faces to bid me farewell
I reached for the maiden with the kindliest smile
Thinking that maybe we’d chat for a while

But then there were angels
Filling the sky
Lifting me upward…

And then I could fly

I hovered above the tempestuous stream
Reflections of Eden I once saw in dreams
Unusual hues in gardens of light
Entwined in my wings of crystalline white

I saw the reflection… my face in the mist
My curious blues with innocence kissed
Stories untold veiled in runes of the light
Like crimson enkindling the dawn from the night

My life laid before me… my treasons my troth
Wrapped with transcendence in fine sacred cloth
My breath must surrender to cold mortal brew
As wildflowers bend neath pure morning dew

And then there were angels
Filling the sky
Lifting me upward…

And then I could fly

Then I had visions of one maiden fair
An angel’s voice echoed from neath shadows bare
Blue eyes had opened on smooth river stone
My breath in reflection of where I had flown

And then there were angels
Filling the sky
Lifting me upward…

And then I could fly

Namasté

Michael33

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65 thoughts on “And Then I Could Fly…

    • Thank you Phoebe… Now we both know that tears are never my intention. I have a real problem with tears… happy ‘or’ sad… so just smile… hug Samantha and think only of the …and then I could fly part.
      But thank you for the ‘beautiful’ comment…

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      • Michael, my friend. I may have misspoken … It is not your responsibility to lift my spirits, that onus is on me. You do well sharing your heart and your spirit. My response then is just that – my response. 🙂 Be proud of the fact your words are uplifting – don’t be weighed down by the weights of others…

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      • Hi Marcus… You ‘doth’ worry too much… Your comment “Oh that I could fly” is priceless… I’d just like to help you get off the ground. I’ll have to send my spirit to yours some morning at 3:33 in the am and take you for a flight… where troubles cease to be and beauty is all around… Yes… I am a bit un-normal… but I’m sure you have realized that already…
        Hope your day is filled with beautiful moments…
        Michael

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      • I am so glad to hear you are “a bit un-normal” – especially since I am too … even more than “a bit” 🙂
        As to me worrying too much … yeahh… I know …..

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  2. This verse was so beautiful Michael
    “My life laid before me… my treasons my troth
    Wrapped with transcendence in fine sacred cloth
    My breath must surrender to cold mortal brew
    As wildflowers bend neath pure morning dew”

    One day we shall all learn to fly.. 🙂 I hope the journey is as beautiful Namaste my friend

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    • Thank you Sue. That’s my favorite verse also. It would be beautiful if everyone could fly in that sense… Obviously, you learned long ago and you’re doing such a wonderful job of helping others find their wings…
      Hope your evening is filled with transcendent moments.
      Michael

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  3. What on my mind? Well blue is on my mind. Lovely blue art and the cleverly placed 33. I thought they were buildings in the distance. I had a sunrise with almost the same color blue clouds we love this blues baby blues. I was drawn in from the start. Beautiful Michael. 🌀

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    This brought tears to my eyes. Michael is both an inspiring writer and human being. In the midst of great tribulation he gives us light. In fact, it seems the darker his world becomes the greater he shines. My heart declares this beautiful yet poignant song his best work. Please visit him with your encouraging words and likes.

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      • Good morning Fonz… I know exactly what you mean on the …”and yes I do want to know…” So many ask but really don’t want to hear reality. So… thank you. I’m doing fairly well on this early Friday morning… yes… the pain is here to great me as always but not too severe. I am anxious to get Friday’s treatment over so I’ll have a couple days reprieve. It’s cold and windy and I don’t get along well with the cold these days but at least I don’t live on the East coast of the US… So I’ll deal with my cold and windy here. And how are you doing today? and yes.. I really want to know…
        Michael

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      • Michael, man I understand pain and cold don’t go well together and I know only to well what it’s like to have to haul yourself out for treatment. What the treatment you are having. I know how relieved you will be when it’s over today. I look forward to a happy message later, but I am a realist so don’t feel it has to be happy just real. I so hope you join our FB group my friend. Me – I have been writing all morning, I have nerve damage in my feet and hands (hurts like broken glass) so I have been doing that laid on top of the bed. The cleaner is here wife’s in her office, gonna get up now though and make lunch. Hope today goes well my friend. – Fonz

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    • That would be wonderful with me Chevvy. You can fly me over some of those beautiful places you post pics of on your site… Glad you enjoyed the poem…
      Hope your Monday has brought you some beautiful moments…
      Michael

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      • Always a pleasure to read your work. Thank you for your good wishes and all the best to you too. If nothing else we can dream so I hope my pictures bring color and flavor to your dreams and your poetry 🙂 Best. Chevvy

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      • Ah – this is indeed a pleasure to know. I would still love to travel to many places. Apart from seeing beautiful places and experiencing other cultures etc, I think you learn so much about yourself. Since I know that it is not easy for people to travel, I like sharing my experiences and following other travelers. We are all but travelers on this road of life anyway:-)

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    • Hi Tina… Thank you… wouldn’t ‘word weaver’ make a good title for a wordpress site? How are you feeling or is that a ridiculous question to ask of someone with your injuries?
      You are in my thoughts…
      “Hugs”… (gentle ones)
      Michael

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