The clouds of the Universe

It's time to make this happen...no better time than now...pushing and climbing over the standard,
The times are changing...but of course there are...timeless exceptions....just temples and redirections,
Anytime they make valiant descents...demoralized remembrances of cabin notions,
Regardless of the ruse...it's the tracks that count...path be followed unto completion and designation.

The bar is rising ever more slightly...I push and push...the stick is to long but it budges with intelligent redetermination,
Legislation of the crowds move the sway like mountains in the gravities of the planet,
Swish like the seas of the planet...like music to my ears as I begin my ascent,
The mountains don't seem to deny me...new age rising from the destructive suffocation.

The grasshoppers and praying mantises bowing in response to the ground level clouds,
All hovering...floating like ghosts among the warmest...bright daylight concentrating,
Don't you hear it...the clicking of the bar up and up...letting the world know it's ok to pass under,
The results of future generations fumbling for the right answers...scientific method hypothesizing.

Touch the clouds of the universe as we walk...you...me...and all of them that try...succeeding,
Let the energies of the flows of life carry an appreciation for the deliveries we have made,
Creative pursuits of endless possibilities...the rights of the wrongs make the wrongs into a right,
Throw in the towel...the bar is raised...it's time to make our path be known...walk and be enlightened.