Blue and Green

Came to mind in a flash

I danced along with the glad green leaves fluttering in the wind.

I felt the drops and the tips of the grass tickling my skin.

 I watched the sky’s whitened clouds after the storm.

It smelled like wet earth which caused me so much pleasure,

 and it made me smile.  

 

But then, that smile turned into a grimace of fascination,

for I was then be able to perceive the aroma of the flowers (lush colors full of vigor),

 and finally, it became an expression of anger,

 and a fury that could finally release in the middle of this paradise

 which I life had taken away from me!

 

I felt the cool, damp wind,

as if tiny drops that I could not envision,

were hitting my face and neck, releasing,

freeing my spirit and my soul!

 I wanted to scream and cry

at the same time as the light tree branches were waving madly

to the sound of that whirlwind of painful, wicked memories

 that caused sharp black holes to suck inside me,

leaving me empty (squeezing my organs)

to then fill me with darkness and dementia.

Blood!

Sinister and creepy laughs!

Torture!

Pain!

Hideous faces!

Screams shocking!

Fire burning!

Everything right that a human rationally should do,

according to ethics I set out to follow, was twisting.

 Now, it was all a downward spiral of insanity scorching,

 which I cruelly robbed

with a cry of both spiritual and physical liberation.

 I felt everything around me

 was screaming in unison to my voice.

My cry was increasing in both volume and pitch

... and maybe I'll never know if it what I heard

 was thunder or angry spirit manifesting my own abroad.

 

Suddenly, the weakness came over me,

making my quivering weak legs

cease their efforts to stay upright.

On my knees, the breeze caused by my silver breath

dispersed rapidly along with the wind

in the opposite direction to my nose ...

 I was lulled by such icy and refreshing zephyr.

It was as if nature was connected

to what I felt at that moment!

Or at least I see it that way.

It was an experience which even these words

cannot reach to describe it to perfection.

They will never suffice.

My eyes sparkled

 due to a transparent layer of liquid

pure and innocent,

then transformed into large, cold tears

that streamed down my cheeks nonstop,

under my retinas (now a little irritated).

I was free...

I was free!

If not for the absurd human body and the world composition...

I would fly ...

fly and never return ...

I would go where the wind took me ...

to where the most beautiful view resides,

I would have the sweetest dreams,

and sing the most joyful lullaby on top of a cloud,

surrounded by things I always wanted to exist

outside my imagination...

Reviews

[Andrew James Talbot]

Powerful and eloquent - an impressive description of what it feels to be taken over by nature, or just the act of living itself.

Not sure I got the last line though - why go outside your imagination, and what is there to be found there that is better than what you experienced in the poem...

[Noehm Strawhair]

Woah, I'm surprised by your perception :) In fact, there is a very deep meaning in that last line. You see, I believe consciousness and body act as a whole but your "mind" or "spirit" can be separated from it, though not so easily when humans inhabit a physical body. Your thoughts, what you create is bounded by a physical realm, and that is why words will never suffice. We are tied by the means of art this physical world give us that would never fully express what our mind or "imagination" can create. Can ACTUALLY create, like mystical creatures, flying food, just anything! (got a little carried away there... XD)