I FLY IN FLORID PLACES

I,flew up afresh,
I have drifted and left the world below, I am all yours.
Horde are miles away and all the coulees are away...

Some brume,suffused with smoke,come to touch,
but some super silver haze might get me happiness,it never happens...

I at no time stopped at any mural,
I never met myself,
all burgs are alike , suburbs alike ,
people are alike and alike are the appellations.

I flew up anew,
these clunch like dreams ,how much you dust them out,
they come back..
so many castles in the air, how should I say I have been
crippled,broken,left and why...
why are they impelling again...

Sometimes from branch to branch,
sometimes leaf to leaf,
with me ,it goes,in affliction...
sometimes desolate ,sometimes drizzly,
Why should I become raven bearing with so much trouble.
What is valid and what is mirage...

Here and there scattered,
who knows may be this flurry takes me in your direction,
your memories draw me,
draw me in your direction...

I fly in florid places,
I keep flying in florid places ....