A Part of Day

I reach for a part of day

Thinking of my magical dreams when I can do anything

Like flying above the great blue sea

 

I reach for a part of day

Wondering about my vivid yet graceful dreams when I can go any place

Like Paris in Spring

 

I reach for a part of day

Where I am the beautiful, inspiring sun at any moment

Just dancing with the flowing wind

 

I reach for a part of day

Where I am a weed trying to become a blooming flower

In a harmonious spacious meadow

 

I reach for a part of day

That anything can happen like all are blind

And see only true beauty

 

 

I reach for a part of day

Where my dreams are not what they ever seem, for they are golden unbreakable lives

That will not die, but become a legend

 

I reach for a part of day

That is only composed of colors, but all together create mystical masterpieces

The most priceless piece ever

 

I reach for a part of day

When fairy tales become realities and reality becomes nothing but the past

For much future is ahead

 

I reach for a part of day

In which the earth is clean and revived

Living a new healthy life style

 

I reach for a part of day

When I fall asleep having the best time of my life

In a simple, classic, sincere dream because

Dreaming is all I need

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world
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