Rising Dreams ................. {OF #1}

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Rising Dreams ................. {OF #1}

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0 posted 2001-04-10 09:51 AM

Rising Dreams

So quiet, so quiet. Shhh.
Whisper.
It is dark, but not,
it is light, almost,
and within myself
I feel the urge to rise,
always hesitant at first,
the fear of falling ever-heightened.

I am always alone
at this time.
I know it is since
no one must descry:
I can fly!
And I do so,
willingly,
even with the uncertainty
the fear always brings.

Once my mind overcomes
the apprehension,
the magic euphoria of the
uplifting freedom
then emerges, and I can
look ahead,
and back,
upward, and down,
my only fear now of hearing a voice
that will cause me to crash.

This part is the time I cherish
best, the total freedom,
the weightlessness, and
the elegant beauty from the
heights I can reach.
By myself.
Alone.

I share the nightly day-time
firmament with no birds,
no mechanical structures,
no butterflies.
I wonder why
no butterflies.

Sometimes the lift into the
heavens
comes slowly;
other times I am just there
overhead,
looking down
on me.

I hope in my dreams
I shall always be given flight.

©KRJ
28 August, 1999

Karilea
If I whisper, will you listen?...
I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound.
KRJ