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Dreams of Reality |
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Wet Member
since 1999-07-25
Posts 60Brentwood, Tn |
The morning dawns The tired people awake The crowd forms At a momments brake. The people talk But can only dream... Influence, Peace Their minds, Their time. Night falls Sun breaks Originality still awakes Now standing all alone... My brothers, my sisters, All forgotten to the Invisibility of today. Out of sight, in the crowd Standing out... Lost in the confusion. My people, Your people, Now seperated but not alone Many Leaders, but no one follows. Shall we all die to our imagination?? Or shall we... Live on in the minds Of our followers?? Do you hear it?? Silence. Do you see it??? That one standing out. The one that leads all the others Yet follows his own footsteps, Now free to the limitations Of peace. To the limits of our own existance. My Creator, Who follows his people, In which lead him to our kingdom, for that, it has no limits. But only dreams, That are now... Reality. |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Know the feeling, I hate when "real life" interfers with my reality. As someone named Edgar once said to me... "In idle longing night and day To dream my very life away. Great poem... ------------------ Michael Anderson When God puts a tear in your eye, He puts a rainbow in your heart. |
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