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The great revealing of our sorrow appears
The politics of patience deliberating with my soul
Ideas of perfection are so passé
If you think I don’t know about troubles you’re insane
Walking on the clouds
Switching on rainbows
On wings of something like a dream
Holding on to a hope
The hope of a paper heart
A handmade sunrise with a vintage glare
An exotic foggy morning
A solitary park bench
The mosaic of birds in the air
A cup of coffee raised to my lips
Finding a summer dream in a winter morning
A place where eagles fly into the sun and care no more
How can shadows hide so well?
Why was the earth-bound misfit placed here?
So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!
- By David Harrison (As relative to my Facebook name 'Zarina
wants balance... how when passion drives action and limits stifle creativity?')
wants balance... how when passion drives action and limits stifle creativity?')
