Creator, Performer, Teacher

Floating Words

Poetry from the core of me.

Fallen Heaven

If the bottom fell out of the sky

And the heavens came crashing down

Could I sneak my way inside

That place so many say

People like me can’t go

Could I stand by the shattered Pearly Gates

Sneak through those twisted bars

To walk the paths

The angels tread

Before they tumbled to the ground

Could I salvage up some peace

Either worldly or of mind

I’d take either anytime

There must be plenty there

Mixed with wreckage of the eternal

In the holy land’s crash site

After all some people say

That’s where peace comes from

Forged for humanity in what used to be

Up there amongst the clouds

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