Here

Come with me,
Link with me,
Connect with me,
Think with me,
As we go way Beyond the Sphere
Forget the pressures
Forget the stresses
Let’s get away from here
We’re as one
As we breathe in and out
We think, we laugh, we talk,
We shout…
We dream.
Our dream has begun.

We’re floating. Flying. Feeling free.
Over rooftops. Over trees.

Through the air the currents carry us, gently at first, and then WE SOAR!

Higher.

Higher.

Even higher!

We rest upon a silver cloud, bathed in gorgeous golden sunlight – or silver starlight, if the flight’s at night.

Time matters not, for our time is now. We are here.

We see from a different angle. Hear a different tune.

Feel a different feeling…

We stretch our backs. Open our chests. Unfurl our wings.

We leave the cloud. Gently gliding down until our wings catch us, and then we feel the gentle beating rhythm as our wings carry us.
Up. And down. And up. And down.
And up through the clouds once more.
And once again we soar.
We think.
We laugh.
We talk.
We shout! We cheer! WE ARE HERE!

Weightless in an endless void, with clear minds and clearer sight.
We see for miles, to the horizon and beyond. We see sunrise and sunset at the same time.
We see the rivers start flowing from the tiny stream, and end their journey as they enter the seas.
We see rainbows appear like flowers in bloom, we see all the phases of the Fabulous Moon.
We recognise a scent from a favourite flower, and recognise the extent of Nature’s power.
We glide in circles, fly with speed, soak ourselves through a fresh raincloud, and dry in a gentle breeze.
We rest upon our cloud again.
Fold in our wings and breathe.
In. And out. And in. And out.
And in an instant we are home.
Gently awake.
But invigorated – with no mistake.

Come with me,
Link with me,
Connect with me,
Think with me,
For yes… we are really here!

10 thoughts on “Here

  1. Wouldn’t this be fun? Free as a bird they say.
    Growing up my dad was a pilot. He taught flying lessons both in Texas and Mississippi. All that really mattered to him was flying and being up there. We also (I say we because I was always there to help) built several private planes so flying was a norm to me. I loved to look down on the quilt of Nature.

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