Only To Rise Again
By sidewinder
To touch the dreams that we all have in our minds, A celebration of the soul, to touch heart to heart, Awake in this lifetime beyond those sins that some judge, Where prophecies touch in a rage, To see that morning light where her eyes shine from the night before and fate touches in the heart, The warmth wells in a crescendo of time cherished in a clamor of the day, And in that intimacy those oceans of dreams rise in the solitude of a soul starved night, Only to rise again like the tide. March 26, 2001 Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 09:58 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 8
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"To touch the dreams..."