Dream Light Poem by Bill Simmons

Rivers and mountains, artesian fountains
The slow moving dew upon leaves
Reaching for, although we cant hold
The whole world beyond what we see

Memories and blue skies, the song as a bird flies
The many dreams unfold
Now when they walk we listen when they talk
The stories told by the old

Look yonder hither was once stormy weather
See the moon, the eyes of the night
Once long ago was one woman and man
When once began all life

Hear the bells ring, when a child cries it sings
After all is breath of life
And for no reason we don’t doubt the seasons
But we marvel at why

Behold the dreams as somehow it seems
We reach out from inside
The rivers and mountains they somehow guide us
We can’t help but reach for the light


Copyright 2008
Bill Simmons
aka BillWilliamStar
BillWilliamStar@aol.com
author: The Kingdom & When Cannons Fire