Swinging into Tomorrow, Yesterday, and Beyond

Back and forth and to the sky 

so far and wide is my gaze. 

I see mountains, meadows, and streams

far below the heights of my dreams. 

I see where I have been

and where I may choose to go wandering about. 

Will I sail to the flats below

or above the canopy to the stars? 

Maybe I will just glide about the clouds

and shape them into Mars.

This poem was inspired by a fellow artist – Illustrator. You can look Rachel Joy Osterman up on Etsy at https://www.etsy.com/people/rjodesigns