
I walk on clouds of fiery red,
My earthy skin I choose to shed.
Leaving behind that world of pain,
My happiness I now regain.
I walk on clouds of peachy pink:
No more decisions to rethink.
When I’m up there, I’m yet again
Free from the once limiting chains.
I walk on clouds of golden rays,
Day after day being content.
I’ve met with magic and delight
And let go of the growing night.
I walk on clouds of darkened grey,
On silver linings which portray
The growing hope I feel inside
When I’m up there, walking on clouds…
I walk on clouds of peaceful white,
Loving the freedom and the light.
I walk and smile and I dream,
Bathing in warm and pure sunbeams.
– Patricia