Have you ever soared to heights unknown,
above this world of vanity and vexation,
to a quiet realm around a peaceful throne,
and there alone built a heavenly nation?

I boarded a cloud on a wrathful day
to flee from the evil everywhere.
I paid no fare but went on my way,
not knowing where nor did I care.

The cloud was called Serenity.
I thought as I closed my eyes
how peaceful were my surroundings;
it seemed like paradise.

If you sit and wait for a quiet realm,
you are a machine, unused, undone;
heights above are only gained
by an imaginative one.

Copyright 1950 Ruth Gillis

Previously published in Tucumcari Literary Review January 1994

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