Thursday, May 17, 2012

Falling Through the Clouds

Several thoughts enter one’s mind while falling through the clouds
It, without doubt, gives a singular perception of life
Reality rising nearer, your focus sharpening

The knowledge of being without a parachute, there, lurking
After awhile, the inevitable is accepted
With the enjoyment of the passing clouds and splendid view

The clouds of financial worth and personal possessions
Social status, career accomplishment, and self-esteem
Loves, family, friends, and vitally important contacts

When the ride down lastly comes to its termination
The meaninglessness of those passing clouds
Suddenly becomes glaringly obvious to us all

© Copyrights G. Jones 2012

1 comment:

  1. you take the clouds from my eyes when i read your poetry this is again something so wonderful .. beez ;))

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