21 – ON A WHIM

Posted on January 27, 2014 by Ken Greenman

if
I could cloud dance
prance cross cotton pillowed skies
sleigh on sun beams
slide down rainbow sides
baptized in paint palette brilliance
if
I could be light beams
be ebony midnights
kiss the cosmos
harmonize with star sighs
with melodies the universe plays
if,
then
I could see with Gods eyes
sing Gods music
walk with Gods feet…

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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