High Writer at Home

Tell me a time
A part of sky to be under
Warm daylight
On the work when you were younger
And now you’ve let go
The good in me to find
A finer high
Silent
Sky writer at home
Lay on the ground
Begin to feel the comfort
Heart to the world
A fence to bow to climb over
And now your voice enjoys a place
New and far
From your old mind
Sky writer at home