Wednesday, 19 November 2008
DREAMS..... OR WISPS OF CLOUDS
Dreams, start like wisps of cloud scudding across the sky.
They come into your mind unasked and take shape.
They flit and flame through our hearts and souls
Taking no account of the minds they disturb
The fluffy optimistic ones
The dreams that set your mind on fire
Aspirations, hope and joy that light your day aglow with love
That fill every waking moment
The rain filled clouds gathering in the sky
The dreams that seem so out of reach
The stretching for the stars, unable to grasp the light hidden from view
The drive to make them tenable and part of our future
The clouds that make a winters day grey from dawn till dusk
The ones you dread happening, that feel more like nightmares than dreams.
Scared and lonely alone to deal with pain and anguish.
The ones we know we must face, but would do anything than that.
All dreams and dreads that make ours days
The impossible happiness of love
Ambition driving us forward to achieve
The life we lead and want to escape
The need for balance then, to take a breathe
To get perspective
To be as we can be when our dreams become us.
That is what I want today