Another world drifting by
Deep, high in the sky
No words said, no lies or cries
Life lived in another way
A world that gives but never stays.
This world’s sky is lit
By that that seems round
Hardened softness no one knows
Nor hears a sound.
Another world far away
So profound
Guides me by day and night
My path is full of light
I tread on gentle ground.
Another world makes me see
Love in this world
No need to be in that other world
My world is all I need.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016