Losing my grip I stumble and fall
Sink in further to the abyss of the deadliest
Dream
Faltering I open my hands
Allow myself to be swept away in mires of
Dusty clay
Night looms large it’s towering presence
Cowers me
I’ll hide until the unwavering sun ushers in a
Forgiving day.
Birds sing
And the sun drops
Light fades
And the dark brightens
Stars twinkle
While the moon beams
Day turns like clockwork
Into night
Night escapes
Like water slipping through my fingers
Every second drawing morning closer
And pushing time away and yet
I cannot sleep for my mind
Is not at rest
At the edge of
Endless blue oceans of sea
Steps urging me to
Cry out earnestly
Is there anyone to rescue me?
The dimming sun
Looks on humorously
Cooling the land while
Whispering quietly
Day is passed, welcome dark
Surfing the space
Between dreams
And reality
Surfacing from night
As morning dew appears
Two worlds connect –
Free spirit and
Earthly mind
In response to Daily Post: Connection
I dream about a new day
When night is passed
And I can follow dreams
Rays of light stream through the
Window, awakening me from the
Comfort of the dream world, my
Chest tightens at the realization
Of a new day and being alive, I
Allow the birds to sing their song
As I encourage myself to breathe
The sun set
Causing the day to die
And as the day lay dying, dead
The hope I had nurtured
Died in my heart
As well
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