My Dreams Poem by DM W

My Dreams



My dreams glide upon a silvery sea.
A fresh wind guides them like a long lost friend.
Then they drown in deep blue waters of sleep.
Suddenly, I awaken to the light
Of a new day: wishing for something
More substantial than fragments of transience:
Wishing for Love's promise to set me free;
Wishing for golden realms of eternity!

Sunday, December 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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