Reaching For Dreams Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Reaching For Dreams
Waking in the calm of a storm, reaching for the dream
I was lying peacefully in.
Wanting to touch every moment with an alarming siren,
giving it away, sending it to the garbage heap of
deepest jungles.
Wending my way through with a machete, cutting down
all obstacles before me.
Watching eyefully as passing beautiful scenery, I
become one with the imagery of nature.
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