Flying High

Looking into the calm blue sky
I felt my feet leave the ground
The neutral fragrance of the breeze
Kissing me, and surging up my nose.
Dew in the air, settling in my hair,
Palms trying to grasp at nothing,
Feet enjoying the air below them,
Making me wonder if, it all is happening!
I try to open my eyes, but can’t
Because they already open
And seeing what the reality is
That all this was just a day dream! šŸ™‚


6 thoughts on “Flying High

  1. juat a day dream eh ?
    not really!
    i enjoy these on a cool breezy day or somewhat similar feelings on a rainy day šŸ˜‰
    ur poems have got the special power to spread a smile on my face ..seriously!! šŸ™‚

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