Oh but to live
high in the trees
just you and me
way way up
among the towering branches
in the forest canopy
where we can see
far as our eyes can see
and the feeling is free
intoxicating
liberating
exhilarating
a magic like flying
a place high up
in the sun-dappled trees
where we’d live
laugh
and make love
you and me
in the warm light
of peace
windows wide open
hearts wide open
minds wide open
future —
wide open
livin’ life slow
in the sun
and the breeze
embracing our dreams
replacing our worries
with belief in tomorrow
free to come and to go
livin’ life free
high among the trees
truly to be
free to fly
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rob kistner © 2022
~ both artworks by Vika Muse of Ukraine ~
Poetry at: dVerse