Out there; at the edge of atmosphere
Flies a thought, nearly burning blue,
How long shall this sky keep falling
Until the wind blows true -
What lands of wonder
In realms unseen,
Shall explode into view
When reality becomes the final dream -
Glimmering stars are truly bubbles of new forming life
About to burst,
When at long last stripped
From the bonds of living in a curse -
The dream no longer bound
By worldly compulsion and care,
Shall go on forever living-free,
When turned loose to live... somewhere way out there.
When reality becomes th' final word, then comes eternity! ! ! A g'd poem! ! !
The journey of the soul is merely the dream brought to life... I really like your poem... Thanks for making my heart dance...
Shall go on forever living-free, When turned loose to live... somewhere way out there. good stuff
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this short but descriptive poem about the night skies and another show put on for us to see~ thanks for sharing!