Elusive as the meaning of life may be
The essence of clarity beckons at me
Wisdom beyond what the eye can see
Like how a seedling grows into a tree
It’s enchanting as the depth of a dream
And flows so pure like a gentle stream
Into a world of wonder a hidden gleam
To a bath of light, such a blissful beam
Thou I am a poet, words at times fail
To make sense of the cosmic veil
That masks the truth, makes us frail
Towards the search of our life’s trail
But Alas! Alas! What a beautiful sight
The rising sun from a moonless night
A burst of new energy to win the fight
Forget the past, the present is right
To forge a destiny, to make a way
To aim for the skies come what may
To believe, to hope, to never go astray
To reach yonder…just dream away
For it all starts with a dream

[show_avatar email=122 user_link=authorpage avatar_size=100]

Copyright © Bernard Owor

Bernard Owor is on facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/bernard.owor

Also at: http://bernardowor.wordpress.com/it-all-starts-with-a-dream/

Disclaimer: The picture used herein is taken from the Internet


Pin It on Pinterest

Share This