Cloud Nine Showed Up (This Morning)

Take me to
My land of oz
And drop me on a cloud of joy
Make me imagine
Strands made of familiarity
And woven with a loom of relief
Lead me with the intent
To make my happiness number one
And all of my life’s consequential disappointments
Vanish with the whispering of moments
To conquer their terms meant to endure
A fantastic voyage with its destination
Set on the Isle of You