leaving it all below me
rising to soar the skies
ascending through patches of turbulence
to see the sun in its rise
the clouds are coloured in peach
the air is finally clear
this is a taste of eternity
but no one can linger here
I thought I was so sure
that life was gaining altitude
but looking into the mist
all I have is solitude
oh make me a home above the clouds
let me rest on the carpet of heaven
paint a golden lining on my horizon
I don’t wanna ever go down again
(2.11.6)
Kenneth Birch 