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Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Kites

Why do we fly our dreams
like kites in spring--
so high
and so far ahead of us?

Is it because the gold of day break,
The sugary lumps of winter mountains,
The gaze of a day dreamer,
The myths that hear our silence,
Forgiveness,
Acceptance,
Trust,
Heaven...
All reside in that far off acre of space
playing together with Peter Pan smiles?

We give beauty
a free, permanent vacation in the distance;
then stick our brick homes
a thousand prayers shy of a touch.
We work for money instead of attention
and wonder why we aren't paid very much.

I believe we all have enough light
and tears in our eyes
to plant our dreams
in our living rooms...
even grow up alongside of them
like sapling siblings.

I think we can move closer
to the shine of our treasures;
and only throw them up in the air
for the sky to catch and hold
at night while we rest.


4 comments:

  1. We give beauty
    a free, permanent vacation in the distance;
    then stick our brick homes
    a thousand prayers shy of a touch

    wicked lines...and i do think we can move closer to our treasures for sure...now to the qurstion of what we keep as treasure as well...

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    1. That's a good question, also...but an easy one for me. My treasures are the vital pieces of my life that will most likely connect together to become my last picture of thoughts when I take my final breath. The things/people that make me feel more alive for being around them.

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  2. Oh, I love this! It's so true. We are always planning dreams in the future when all our treasures are already here in the present. I posted a poem recently along the same lines, "Dream Chaser." How nice we share the same philosophy! xx

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    1. Thank you! I'm going to check out your blog right now! :)

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