Joy Rises

Inspired by my ongoing fantasy of flying.


photo by: Eugene Soloviev

 

Joy rises from the earth today
as the thermals
beneath my wings
fill them to billowing

lifting me aloft
in free floating flight
my spirit’s pure delight

left to my heart’s abandon
my destination random

hear the earth whisper
the breezes sigh
here’s how it feels to fly

the soft sounds waft
lilting skyward

lifting
drifting
as far
and long
as the breeze permits

my searching soul submits

feeling the winds
take me

soaring so very high
into a brilliant sky

leaving the clouds
far below
like rolling pillow‘d snow

until all I hear
murmuring in my ear
is the voice
of that breeze

watching the world
bend away
over infinite horizons

seeing all of life
from a new perspective

seeking truth
a prime objective


photo by: Eugene Soloviev

now is when
I begin
the revealing journey
out and in

swept up
and away
in ever-climbing
ascent today

silently upward
as joy rises

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rob kistner © 2023

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