She feels grateful when she gazes toward the sky.
Her life appears hopeful; the warmth of the sun comforts
her sorrow.
When she peers down, she feels the cold of her troubles,
all the world’s turmoil.
Tears, with no way to stop the flow.
When she looks upward, she only sees the calm, deep blue.
She doesn’t see the strife or the sad pool of reflection
in her eyes.
She doesn’t long for or feel remorse
for the mistakes that she’s made.
Life’s problems seem inconsequential.
It’s just a beautiful expanse that envelopes time.
A universe with a friendly hello; a strong connection
with what her inner nature has to say.
When she looks high, her life
seems to float above everything else;
above worry, unwanted memories,
her disappointing journey.
Life becomes nothing more, nothing less
than the graceful movement of the earth’s rotation
at its peaceful best.
©️MFT
Crow On The Wire 
such a great poem Mark………..being content in the moment as the Earth continues to move…..such a wonderful thought. well done!
Thank you, Wendi. 🙂
🙂 my pleasure.
Beautiful piece mate ✔️ 💯
Thank you, Nirant.
Pleasure always for ur work mate 😊
Beautiful imagery, and passionate write
New to poetry blogging
~ Sandra in Prescott Az.
Welc
Welcome Sandra. It’s a wonderful place to be creative and to get feedback. I wish you good luck. Mark.
Gorgeous poem, Mark. I truly enjoyed it.
Thank you, tara.
Loved it!!! Absolutely!
Thank you, Kunal.
Lovely!
Thank you, Savvy Raj