Thursday, December 8, 2011

Soaring Spirits

My life nothing but a realm of my dreams
Bound in my heart, a free flowing stream
Mountains or ravines –whatever the terrain
Fear is something I feel no need to feign
Circumstances hell bent tries to bind me
Nothing to worry as my spirit soars free
Might have thought me as one of the weaker
Knowing not that each day makes me stronger
Don’t tell me that road is not meant for thee
The dream in my eyes you may fail to see
Promises to myself each morning I do make
And to fulfill them all my might, I just stake
Can’t wait for dame luck make my dreams true
So my own rainbow I fill with life’s diverse hue
Can any lexicon ever express my feelings within
Yet, umpteen times I pen, crush & toss in the bin

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