Dream Traveller


Dream Traveller

Through the stars I amble



Waiting for the dreams to begin

When the sky flames with colors of fairy tales,

the waterfalls are the sound of inspiration

as the shimmering waters fall,


fall through the clouds of adventure.

The thunder cracks as the beauty shoots through the sky

When the dreams begin.










5 thoughts on “Dream Traveller

  1. I really liked this poem.

    Dreams are a fascinating thing. Grandpa Rogers always liked to talk about dreams, remembering the strange events.

    The visual images you bring to mind are lovely and exciting.


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