Poem...The Dream
I wish it so
That dream recurring
Impossible they say
Wasting your time
But down deep
That urge emerging
A tiny slit in the cocoon
Tiny wad climbing out
Spreading, drying it's wings
My dream is born
In all of it's beauty
Rantings of a Rabid Poet. Addressing issues facing humanity and all life forms. Moving toward sustainability and preservation and maybe even using technology to achieve simpler living styles.
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