My OperaPoem
Thursday, September 14, 2006 4:10:25 PM
Come Down Thoughts
Sitting atop,
this lonely hill
No wind is blowing
it only feels still.
Dreaming about the
things to come
Thinking about
eliminating some.
Too much is running
in and out of my head
I lay down in the flowers
treat them as my bed.
So that I can go on
with the thoughts of mine
Hopefully one day
I will find the time….
To live all the dreams
that I want to live
To give all the things
that I want to give.
Forgiving my own sin
that was forced upon me
By people and places
that I didn’t want to be.
A natural quest to
follow through
This is what
I aspire to do.
Not letting distraction
get in my way
Treating every moment
as a fresh day.
All the closed doors
will now open to me
Because I have decided
To survive, liberated and free.
© Sarah Bell 2006
