Thursday, January 27, 2011

Flying My Way out of the Dark

My thoughts flew as high
as the mountains scrapping the sky              
and down as deep
as the seas swirling wild;     
I lay there thinking of days
that had pulled me into the dark
and  days  that had turned me
as wild as the storm.

I felt I could burn the dark ,
and lit up my day right away
but depths of my deepened dark
wins over the light and closes the  way
More as the dark surrounds me 
I struggle to break its walls
I struggle to pull in the glow;
But lost I was- within the shallow trodden path.

but my heart thrives up
beating the dark
hoping for the light to come back
with its majestic power of glow
and fill in my soul.

My joy would then flow
gushing out as the  wild waves of the  sea
and passing over the high mountains
and there- my wings of joy
would take its flight into the sky
and I would fly away from the dark,
out into the deep blue sky...