Scout about
The length and breadth of this world
Till you find your spot, without doubt
The kingdom here
Is wide enough
To be whatever you care
Thus, when it seems
That the ground beneath your very feet
Is shaking, remember, you still have your dreams
'Tistrue
These may seem only air, without substance
To all, ‘cept you
But if you can lie low within
For a time,
You will come to find your rhythm
So that shaky ground
If it does give way
Will fall without a sound
Then,
You pick up the pieces
For the mend
This
Is that with which
You finally find bliss
This poem is so beautifully insoirational. Despite the artificial human made administrative borders the world is at your fit. If its too hot in kitchen move to the garden so to speak. Lovely poem. Hope it makes MPOD....we do need pepping up these days with tyranny of Covid et al
Yes sir there is nothing as good as having your dream materialize. This is really beautiful and hopeful. Thank-you.
A very inspiring write. Our dreams can propel us to achieve what we aimed in life. Beautifully crafted and conveyed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed, there is hope. There always is. Thank you for that wonderful comment!