looking to the sky, I see wisps of dreams pass by,
hung to clouds, and curled up tight inside

they drift and float, as the land and sea
continue to roam, we

search far and wide, and continue to try,
clutching at dreams, portrayed in the mirrors
magic display, seen…

a reflection, and refraction, of life’s mysterious
contradictions of mind, gleaned…yet

stillness continues to elude us, as we hang our dreams
on the clouds that pass by, and search for meaning
outside, still

as day turns to night, and
the clouds disappear from sight,
the light burning on the horizon, bright,
reminds us

of the love we feel deep inside…

Photo by Fotocitizen, Pixabay

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