“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “above/below.” Use one, use both, use ’em however they inspire you.”
A soul soared high above,
Bonds broken,
An ariel free,
It waltzed to the notes,
Its own.
And denizens below,
It watched them,
Faces seen,
Aeons ago,
Now saying kind words,
No longer in a surly tone.
Maybe!
They were glad to see it go.
Goodies passed,
Tables laid in bountiful,
Dainty linen,
Shining cutlery on pottery blue,
As pristine sheets,
Starched white,
Spread galore.
Orchids white,
An embellished Aura!
And they forgot!
It abhorred orchids so more.
It laughed aloud,
So what?
They forgot it,
They forgot what it had loved,
And they chose to forget,
When It was amidst.
Singing paens now
Words hollow,
Tears glassy,
And shallow.
An elegy,
They wrote,
A fallacy.
It smiled,
Freed from the life’s charade,
Seeing life,
Afar,
It sees truth.
It flew high,
Smiling wide.
Via :socs
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Sounds freeing. Who cares if they forgot what was liked. The soul was bound to the earth no more.
Here’s my take on the challenge: https://humblebuthumorous.com/2021/02/13/keeping-warm/
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