Hopes and Desires
Hopes and Desires
Hold me like mire
Stuck in a dream
I always aspire.
'Still', I say
With the wave of my hand
Yet on they go
Rumbling once again.
In my brain and on my
Skin.
Rustling like the wind
Let me be at peace
Not to long for things
Silly and steep.
Hold me firm to what I know
For that's good
And sturdy
Still unknown.
Greater than myself
I rise, to meet my
Dreams, high;
Up so high
But when shall I return
To plant my feet back on the Earth?
Time will tell.
Now or Then.
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