The View From Up Here

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Of course, another camp poem! But this one is one of my favorite's because it made me look at life differently too!

Submitted: November 02, 2011

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The view from up here is rather unclear
unlike the view from the ground,
my view is fresh, a new perspective.
The things that once worried me feel so silly now,
The people look so different.
And so I sit here as I look out at this view.
I feel much closer to heaven as I did from the ground.
I wonder if I always held this picture in my mind,
would I always feel like this?
So much at peace, happy, untouched, stress -free!
I see an eagle flying in the sky so calm it seems,
so in tune with mother nature,
The tress look different to from their tops,
swaying gracefully, in the cool breeze,
the sun is at it’s perfect spot,
the clouds I feel I could almost touch.
Oh, how nice it would be to float on a marshmallowy cloud.
I hear my friends below me cheering me on for my accomplishment,
but in truth, they have no idea what it really means to me to be up here.
I know I must come down, back to reality.
It is time to descend. No!
But, I take one last deep breath of the fresh air, one last look at nature, then hold it in a special place in my heart in my mind, and say, “I’m ready”, really quite uncertain if that is true,
I say one last prayer to myself,
“Lord, help me to hold this view tight, to never loose it,
as I struggle at times in my life, as I fall, help me to remember life is an adventure,
no one knows where it may take them,
bad things will come, but help me to remember how I felt just now and give me strength to
keep fighting, for one day I will feel this way again.
Help me to take what I’ve seen and learned and put it to good use in my daily living, to show others the true meaning of life, love and true happiness, to even though I am struggling to hold my head up high for it isn’t the end until I stop fighting.
Mother nature wants me to use how I feel now and help me through my personal struggles, I know I have strayed away, but, deep within my heart there’s that little safe that hold’s the memories of the view from Up There (close to thee)!


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