Saturday, August 13, 2005

I Dreamt I Could Fly

I’m looking out
Upon the night
Where street lamps pierce
The blackest veil
I’m searching for
Something to light
The bleakest scene
Within my soul
And then I see
Reflected back
The sadness in
My own blue eyes
Beyond the door
The autumn wind
Whips up a storm
Of fallen leaves
Oh how I longed
To feel as free
Upon the wind
Rising high
Into the night
I would ascend
To feel the wind
Upon my skin
The icy rain
I would accept
With open arms
My own true love
And looking down
To see the world
With widened eyes
I’ve thrilled to watch
To be as free
As if a bird
Flying high
Without a cage
But looking back
Into my eyes
I see myself
With tear stained cheeks
The dream is gone
It passed me by
I’m chasing leaves
Deep in the night

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