at peace and free


sad I can’t find him

hovering just there

the tiniest miracle

flitting through the air

making a clicking noise

as he kisses in flight

a miniature rainbow

sparkling green light

but some things about

you don’t need to see

you know they are there

at peace and free

kissing the blossoms

relishing the honey

I think of my life

and dream it was me


8 thoughts on “at peace and free

  1. I sometimes wonder too, especially when strolling in the cool of the night. But, then I wake up in the morning and in another existence where I go through a crazy day and forget the ethereal and magical. Some days are better, and I can think about more divine things.

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