Dreams #12

It’s true how bold we become

when we know we’re loved.

That’s where will gets fuel from,

blowing in the wind like because 

while we’re busy with the revolution 

fulfilling undreampt dreams

slow as the local in search of soultions

in a world of water and loyal schemes.

Remembering this book is brief 

and our time together is our time together

perhaps they’ll listen. These are just beliefs

heavy as eagle feathers.

In the end it’ll be worth it,

once they understand the purpose.

 

   

English Sonnet

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