The closest to heaven
A man can be
Is upon high a mountain top
Standing alone with a landscape
So grand
One could be forgiven
For turning their back on the world
Living with its many criticisms
Of your life choice
Finding peace on a higher level
Of free expression
As in the immortal words
Of Bruce Lee
It's like a finger
Pointing at the moon
Do not concentrate on the finger
Or you will miss
All the heavenly glory
If you could look beyond
Me standing center stage
I may turn around
And face the world some glorious day
No comments:
Post a Comment