some place I could imagine

 

Some place I could imagine much further than the air

Past slivered shafts of moonbeam flash that emanate from there

Beyond a sea of sparkling jade and crystal coral sky

She beckons me with her harmony and teaches me to fly

 

Can doubt be found in passion does reason make us wrong

For clouds insist their purpose cannot be found within a song

And yet we sing of all we see thus telling who we are

To bring the furthest closer and to send the closest far

 

Clouds are feathered people and people shades of stone

Where inside turns to outside and outside turns alone

I stand in mists of  transit to where I do not know

But I never stand alone for she is everywhere I go

 

Some heart I never dreamed of much closer than the sun

Shall turn my canes to sawdust and my crawl into a run

And I shall take my shoes off and go barefoot in her sand

To hear the song of clouds that are secret in her hand

 

 

                                                                                 s. paul​