Here You Are Cradled

It's beautiful.
You can lay there and watch the trees shed years of seasons over and over and over again.
The clouds float by in shapes so questionable
And the waves of the water sound close to the ocean.
When you close your eyes
There is more than just darkness surrounding you.
Crickets birds and the wind
Yes
Is so loud but in such a way so soothing.
Here you are cradled
Like a baby
In something so comfortable to be Gods hand
And when you open yours eyes again
You see for centuries through miles of clouds that were never really there.
When you are here you were never really there.
It is so true.
You are welcome in my place
But I warn you it is lonely at first
Until the birds take a fancy to you.
They are picky though.
Very picky they are so picky.
And if you feed them with your sorrow they will return the favor.
Yes the favor will be sweet forgetfulness
And in a hammock
By a lake
On a hill
At a home
An empty lonely home thats not so lonely
Just forgotten
Because the birds replaced its sorrow.