A Dream
of a fully united world.
Where I could see everything
almost everything in my heart unfurl
Is this too big a thing, an idea gone
or lost on most else? Is this a thing
I'll wither and lay die just in myself?
Or have I been wrong all the time, and
just proven to be wrong again, another
lonely a quiet search - for myself to find
yet as a friend. I have about 40 fires in me
that could light up at once. Probably the tricky
thing about me, hard to put this out even with
all the water on which a forest fire does dump.
Fact I'm probably made up of the things, which a
forest does sing. Come it's been tough to put out the/
these things I could bring. though with no more
wood to sear could mean only one thing. Better
send all the call up to the treetops and One time.
And the nature, the time, & the Movement,
these could still all be Mine.
A Dream
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