Monday, 19 May 2014

The Belief

If I could just reach, I can feel it on my tips.
A little more to the left, a little higher than the last.
If I let my mind lead, my eyes keep searching.
I know there’s a story behind these glazed eyes,
I know there’s an answer hidden in the pages.

There’s a longing in my soul, a hole I need to close.
So the reaching continues, the target is in sight.
I need to pull the trigger and aim, fire, hit.
I need to turn the pages and find my answers.

I have a dream, it’s so simple and short.
To run with the winds and smile at the sunset.
To watch the tails to horses and feel the breeze on my cheeks.
I have a dream it’s so basic and true.
To witness beauty and be part of it.
To live my life the way I live it in my heart.
Free, daring, a heart pf a gypsy.

For now I will keep reaching for that star up high.
For now I will keep stretching higher, the vision is clean.
The dream lives on, stronger and ever so simple.
The hearts beats on, though weaker but much believing.

10 comments:

  1. I could feel the stretching in your words! Thanks for stopping by and visiting me.

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  2. to run with the winds and smile at the sunset is a good destiny
    and i def seek out the stories in the faces i find....
    reach on and dream

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  3. I enjoyed this, especially "Free, daring, a heart of a gypsy." Love it!

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  4. This is lovely. Thank you for visiting my blog and commenting there. Wishing you a nice week ahead!

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  5. Such strong yearning here--passionately expressed--one wants to have that sense of freedom for sure. k.

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  6. So good to see you back.
    To witness beauty and be a part of it, nothing as wonderful as that.
    Keep your dreams alive.

    So enjoyed this poem.

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  7. Nothing is impossible to heart who has faith and always chooses to believe...I love your poem. God bless and may you always remain strong.

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  8. Beautiful words upon which to reflect. Truthful and inspired.
    Love Gail
    peace......

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  9. I have never written a poem but I so appreciate those who do. Your gift drew me into the words and the pictures they create...beautiful.

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