A smile

Firstly, I got prepared, lay down, and angel sat there on my lap,

With many intentions, to be a better person, I simply listened:

Why’s she smiling at clouds? Where’s your voice thru all?

Disjointed ocean sounds in the people in the sky, and we sailing

In clouds as big mamas drifting- breath passes by the bedside,

And I, in confusion amid the chaos, my spirit

Climbing Spirit, thru the sky, my wingsuit, my best smile,

Brighter than those, try pull me down, out angelic terrain,

In my smile, I’m higher- drifting, long-arcing, rising,

Flying, long-suffering, soaring, racing in meditation to you,

I’ll, lift your spirit in harmony with Spirit: I’ll smile at you, too