High

I lie there on the grass on my back,sun bright

What a pretty beauty sky

The colours are nice and pretty beauty

See that there's a faint rainbow

A cloud in the shape of hands open,waiting to receive

Ants crawling on my legs

My nose running,head floating and twirling in a kaleidoscope of giddy happiness

My limbs paralyzed and a silly smile on my lips

And I'm thinking, well isn't this grand.

God is trying to tell me something and I'm below tripping because I'm high.