Alice Baudoin

However, Here And Now

I was
Hanging on the stairway to dreams
My pockets full of hope
My soles heavy
Wondering
How far are the stars

I used to
Wander by the little forest,
Glimpse at the houses
Facing the sun

Dream about a white house
With the windows facing the sun
And a white hidden porch
Through violet garlands

Now I am
In the big forest
In a white house
With the windows facing the sun
And a white hidden porch
Through violet garlands

Surrounded by trees
Sparse trees, full of weeds
High to the clouds
Of love and fairy tales

In a changing world
A universe in motion
Passing, like a song,
Gently,
Through my hands and my heart

However, here and now
Musing fire flies
Are fervently pushing each other
In front of my dazed eyes
In the midsummer night

However, here and now
Revolutionary thoughts
Struggle and jump into each other
Sisters of good and the bad,
Randomly tied up
In a yellow bouquet,
Blinding me

However, here and now
There is not only one second that passes by
Without me taming
A cold shiver
Flowing down my spine

However, here and now
I'm still hanging on the stairway to dreams
My pockets full of hope
My soles heavy
Wondering
How far are the stars

Topic(s) of this poem: dreams

Poem Submitted: Friday, July 13, 2018
Poem Edited: Friday, July 13, 2018

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