I Thought of You Today

The volume of the world muffled and colors became more vibrant.
Muscles non-compliant, I borrowed a listless gaze from the azzure sky.

People surrounded me on the street
screamin stuff about fatigue.
"I THINK HE'S DEhydraa-"
...that voice fades.
My mind careened into daydreams,
call me spirited away.

I was weary indeed: vexed,
I knew of bliss unseen,
and that knowledge made the coming experience deep.

In a profound state,
displaced from the body
I walked with the spirit,
I talked to the heart,
saw the flame in my soul
and rested upon its hearth.

I climbed the sairway to heaven
simply to fall again,
but not before I would query:
"Why fall in love, when we can stand?"

I ascended again, to the greatest altitude of my mind,
and there witnessed what would've drove any common fool blind.

I saw a sunrise on the horizon of my thoughts,
and I feasted on its rays
as a rainbow quenched my thirst with its iridescent haze.

Once sated I sat
catching every fast paced grain,
that tried to pass my face.
Nothing could pass this plane,
I had a firm grasp of time and space.

And with it I built a higher mountain
of the sands that time provided me;
the hopes, dreams, and plans born inside of me;
with all of the capability I didn't know applied to me,
and by the beat in my heart that had always been there to guide me.

It was mostly me, mastered.
It was captured shortly thereafter,
enraptured in a portrait the colors of the wind comprised.
To me, the heavens cried,
and to them I replied.
I courted divinity simply to find that a sobriquet;
a rose by another name.
When I kissed that rose, a stifling light hit the gloom on the grey.
I came back to consciousness, as she pulled her lips away,
and with those lips, predictably, she would say
"What happened? Are you feeling okay?"
To which I could only reply "Fine, I just...thought of you today."


©Brandon Baker, 2010