Friday, October 7, 2011

Balloon Float

The dream was always the same

 I could float away

on a cloud or a bunch of balloons,

away from the troubles in my

young mind.


no clouds are needed, no balloons to erase

the pain and angst.  I can float away

with meditation, prayer, or just zone out

to free myself, then come back refreshed.


Peggy said...

What a wonderful skill Judy. So many of us could use the ability to just float away at times. It is a very weird picture that I assume was the prompt.

Mary said...

Ah, Judy, this is a wonderful ability! You are very fortunate.

Ann said...

Happy mind travels when you need them, Judy.

Willow said...

I want that…working on it. Thank you, Judy.

Lynne said...

I love this one, Judy! The picture and your poem are intriguing.

Victoria said...

Judy, i remember a book called something like "The Advantages of a Difficult Childhood" - not tongue in cheek. Your poem made me think about how disassociation devekoped to survive childhood horrors can later lead to skills at meditation and serenity in chaos.