Doorways

Welcome to the outer layers of my existence,
Where clouds fill the overbearing sky,
And where heaven finds a way to rain on my clouds, even from high above
I am wandering the skies aimlessly, like a lost care bear.
The waves of this white fluff crash and crumble upon me
Even though I am breaking the habits of life, I am gazing at the setting sun
Watching the sunset on my canvas I've painted for my past.
The bright light suffocates my eyes of all normalcy and I look away.
It makes me reach out and grip onto Orion's belt hanging in the sky.
Hanging like an angel in the sky, I look around.
What massive beauty for such an enormous sky.
Like the bread crumbs of life were spilt,
And shot through some bright light paper, endlessly falling and scattering where they may
And now its making me skip the stars for years, like a child would be skipping rocks
To you - it's the galaxies - to me it's the breadcrumbs of my life.
These are the keys to the answers my friend,
And you should not be in my way - in front of the doorway
Of everything the creator of this universe is calling me to be.


Poem by J.A.D. © 2003