Dreaming Upon the Open Air of Endless Possibilities
Towards the sky,
Dreams lay breathless
Pausing for beautiful serenity
Resting at ease
Amongst the essence of endless possibilities
Blessed by the visions that have yet to be achieved
Prospecting visions upon a deep thought provoking venture
Ambitions, A breath of fresh air has been released
Funneling hope towards sweet scented loyalty
Smells of new found confidence
Upon these newly formed inner beliefs
That all will grow beyond a once tiny spec of acceptance
Frolicking on like a Child without any worry
Nostalgia, sweet nostalgia
Going back to this youthful imagination
Giving wings to the flight of yesterday's wishes
Striving to recapture the confidence that escaped me years ago
Becoming at peace with every pain that had me under it's control
Imagination has no limits whatsoever
Oh, How I love living inside myself
What about the outside?
Reality hits
The present comes back with a switchblade vengeance
Stabbing itself straight into my heart
Shattering itself into thorns
So it can be the crown endearment of this mind
As misery makes itself at home again
Who is that I see?
Who is this person's reflection in front of me?
Looks so familiar
Why is he smiling at me?
Me? It is I?
How can this be?
I put my hand upon this very mirror
Being pulled right in
How can this be?
My reflection switches sides
As I shatter into many small pieces
It's me, It's truly me
A brand new me
Still feeling the things always felt
Yet, As I walk outside I breathe fresh air
Loneliness has it's burdens
But only time can cleanse itself of pain
Love, Coming it's way from self
Spreading abroad towards welcoming faces to see, Seize
Towards the sky I breathe on strong
Walking hand in hand with love
No one walks besides me
But I can dream while I am still alone
This heart beats to the tune of a lover's ballad
Winds of change harp ethereal chimes
Reigning golden amongst a future of mutual admirations
As dreams become a possibility of happiness and so on
I came back to go forward
Towards a life woven by unconditional love
Was this a dream? A vision
I guess only time will tell
Out of myself
And into the light
Is where I need to be
In this self love I spread
Beyond the long and winding distance ahead of me
Off to,
Wherever my heart, mind and soul may roam
May the future grow beyond even it's own wildest dreams
poem by James Darwin Smith II
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