slip-sliding away…..

Life is often too full, and we can end up just jumping from one task to the next – especially during weekdays. As an antidote to the constant pull of activity, each Tuesday, I hope to post a poem here – inviting you to take just a few minutes to slow down and step outside the busy-ness.

Rooftops

I like rooftops because they are freedom.

Every building has one,
and every person knows this –
yet most don’t give it a second thought.
They don’t know what lies above.

A world of freedom,
an escape from human-kind.
The biggest wide-open space in existence:
unobstructed sky,
endless horizons,
indistinguishable layers
expertly constructed
by the Builder of all things.

I once had a rooftop,
spacious and remote from everything,
a favourite getaway spot;
where the sun would kiss my face,
the breeze would pass my presence,
and all around,
peace prevailed in the quiet, undisturbed air.

Mountains in the distance,
oceans on the sides,
thoughts of what lay beyond
those distant waters.

What far-away lands existed out there:
adventures to live through,
sights to capture for the very first time.

Worlds beyond my own,
experience beyond my expectations.

From my perch,
way up above the bustling population,
I saw beyond:
       beyond my own walls,
                  beyond my inhibitions,
                                         beyond me;
All that could be,
if I dared
to venture out. I like rooftops,
for they give space to my dreams.
Allow these inner eyes to explore,
and ignite in me the thought
of what could be.

Note: This poem was originally published in June 2008.