rise to the surface – in process

I woke this morning
Filled with dreams,
With want

But the want frightens me
As I am unable to untangle it
From discontent
And heartache

But when I am quiet
And honest
My dreams rise to the surface
Like a sea turtle in mama ocean
Raising his head out ever so gently
Through the surface of the water
For a bit of air.

When I look them in the eye
I see they are not a thing
To be afraid of.

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2 thoughts on “rise to the surface – in process

  1. This is such a beautiful poem. Dreams are so beautifu, but I understand, though. When I hope for something, it sometimes causes doubt that I’m unhappy with my current situation. The truth is that every day we can live our dream. I’ve been doing that more and more in my life. And dreams are my window to excitement and passion!

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