Flying High

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I was flying high last night…

Not sure on what…

Plane, wings, or just roaming through the air…

Gentle breeze all throughout…

The night stars smiling down on me…

Shining bright as I surged by…

Brilliant colors nothing I’ve seen before…

Leaving me in a state of awe…

Angelic music being played in the background…

In celebration of my visit…

Was I soaring for an eternity…?

Or perhaps just seconds…

I wonder how long it all took…?

I recall being there before…

Nights like this one cannot be forgotten…

Such beauty and peacefulness…

Hope every night I dream of flying high…

And wake-up with the same astonishment…

                                                    LorB

About lumar1298

Love to read, write, and meditate. I Also have a creative side. I enjoy crafting and designing and when I want action, then I dance.
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