Thoughts that find truth in day-dreams. |
| "Day Dreams" I write thunder. Wind weaving whispers leaves me to wonder. I hear blue, and color what I say. I paint the dance, then dance what I pray. I sing every day what blooms. Breathing in sky music, I forever sow and reap the tunes. Tiptoeing on all that I remember, and watering memories to nourish all that is tender. Speak moon, chase giggles, and forget what tilts. Send shadows, see what wiggles. Secure a sunburst, wild and new. I confide in shiny dragonflies winking dreams to be true. 18 lines |