Gravitate Your Words Poem by Oliver Coleman

Guidance from above has taken hold
Space and time are not important
Only the wrinkles of age can make you see
The grass is greener where you wish it to be
The crunch of frost on the ground
Another year passes by with a bright radius
With a strength of purpose
It pulls you in, building momentum
Blur of speed
Back in embracing arms
Wrinkles gone, a new beginning
Lips parched, you walk a dusty road
Knowing who you are, delicate moment
Lifting comfort, warm and sensitive
Flash of design, rips and tear
A change of state, original yet familiar
The character of the clouds open up and smile
Through their teeth breeze and black
Stars shout out their hopes and dreams
White light over vacant forests
Moonshine on the street
An open channel for sleeping boats
Such a quiet
A twitch in silent slumber, opens a grin
Dream within dream
Grace of a bed
Wake up and open your eyes to the reality
It is a place of beauty
Cherish the years
Levitate the soul