In a summer day

In a summer day poem by steven james humphreys

in a summer day

a wind blows our way

a calm wind

a fresh wind

in its own simplistic yet

complicated magnificence

we breathe of it

and it reminds us

we live in a physical world.

but, we hope there is another

that is better than this one

we shall go to later.

for I walk grounded on the grass

and look up to the sky

instead of within myself

thinking there is somewhere

up there I am going to

go to someday

by floating up in the air

above and beyond

the daytime clouds and into

the cold dark black lonely starry night.



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