Whispers of a Dream
Wings of steel sail across the blue expanse,
Leading the vapor trail to the light of the sun;
So high, free from madness and sin,
A lone angel dares to fly on this creation
Of man, the wind cleanses my mind of all
That is less;
The lonely one lying below sees through
My eyes and embraces the liberty I thought
Only I had found;
I close my eyes and embrace the clouds,
Alas, no clouds to embrace, but I imagine
What lies ever so high beyond this vastness
Of blue;
I turn away from the darkness of the human
Mind and break away from the anger and hatred
That eats from the inside;
I open my arms wide, breathe, then open
My eyes, there is no sky, I think I’m in space,
I gaze around me, then the wind carries me
Sailing back into the sea of blue once again,
But the world is left far behind;
I, alone, go forward into this undiscovered
Unknown, still clinging to a glimpse of a
Dream come true, and then I look and finally
See . . . and I . . . the unworthy . . .
Close my eyes once again . . . and reach . . .
And touch the edge of heaven . . .
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