Sonnet 57, I Clear Now My Thoughts... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I clear now my thoughts for another vision,
That leads me in dreams and into the night;
It is sharp and clear, and with a precision:
An illumination like a struck down light.
My wings will now fly into space – the air,
I brought in with untraditional ways;
Each dream is of mist that is out there,
Will not be known until you see its days.
A soul in a search to unknown destiny,
Who is learning from mistakes and to live;
Untraditional ways we learn how to see,
When into the sea we strike our first dive.
To mature and grow is our only hope,
But harder it is to hold on to that rope.


(This is also #21 from my musical, Lyrics.
The songs are available at my site at SibeliusMusic)