Sky Traveler
I love the sky in summer
Watching the clouds drift by
I think, “Hey, take the chance”
I jump on one and fly
I love the sky at night
Looking for shooting stars
I grab one on its tail
takes me up high and far
The sky, surrounding us
It’s above everyone
The cloud I’m sailing on
May take me to the one
And if it’s not seen well
Perhaps the stars will do
In order that you know
That I’m thinking of you
So, look up to the clouds
Or watch the stars at night
Perhaps you’re spotting me
When to my love I ride
In Love and Light
Beautifully romantic Erika… and a perfect image you found for your lovely poem.. ❤
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Thank you, Sue. To find the fitting image (or the one I have in mind) is often the real challenge. So I am glad you find it fitting 😊💖
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Loved it ❤
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😊💖
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Beautiful indeed.
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Thank you, very much, Nico😊
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🙂
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❤ beautiful! ❤
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Thank you😊
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🙂 Better sky than space travelling. 😉 Michael
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Haha, I agree!!
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:-))
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Beautiful sis 😍
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Awh, thank you, sis 💖
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💜
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Extremely beautiful thoughts and an amazing pic to go with your words. Love travels where it must to make it’s presence known.
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Love is not bound to a place and it travels in instants to whatever place or heart it just feels like. An invisible wire.
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Exactly. It takes its presence wherever need be. An invisible and live wire.
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Yes, right! That’s why separation does not exist when we are in the power of love.
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An inseparable attachment. Sounds like a “Kind Quote” in the making.
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Ha, thanks for the hint😁
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My pleasure 👍🏽😁
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This took me away, Erika. Beautifully written!! Thank you! xo
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Awh, I am happy to hear. Thank you, Amy 💖
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