Poem
City In The Sky
by Silvia Hartmann
Steel blue, eternal and as light as air,.. invisible to those who don't suspect, as old as all millennia and as fresh as morning's dew, so resonant with voices yet in glorious and vibrant silence is our City in the Sky. Fly there, and if you are welcome, guides will swoop they'll take you there, they're always on the lookout for the ones who seek the city, need the city to complete their quest need to rest before the next flight of their spiral soaring lifts them higher to the new. And so together, let us rise into the ancient clarity of brilliant blue of skies far higher than we ever dreamed, when trapped beneath the veil of clouds, we sighed and wished a better way, a freedom which awaits us here and smiles when young ones like ourselves with fluttering excitement and a little awkward still, begin their first descent towards, into its heart and time of splendour. Β
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Β© Silvia Hartmann 2004
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