A march of hopeful tomorrows

Flying through a screen of yesterdays

I crash land into a stone and brick wall

The stones move and the bricks break

My spirit melts them down to dust

And I am standing in front of blue skies

Open windows blowing winds sunlit rays

A March of hopeful tomorrows beckon

The cold melts and the levee fills with warmth 

My heart drinks up the bubbling waters

And I am skipping over the clouds renewed

Flying through a gauze of tomorrows

I hope for a bouncy landing to come

A velvet carpet of smiles and laughter

My soul learns to smile again

And I become the epitome of joy

Is this an alternate universe?

Death and disease unknown

The laws of physics mean nought

One where happiness floats

and hope is an eternal blissness of being

-Anne V