To Where the Rivers Flow

I lie awake

Eyes staring

My dream is at stake

I’m shivering

 

I imagine

What I would have therein

Within a dream

What it would deem

 

At last

I fall asleep

A dream to keep

Awaken within a dream

 

Tis lovely here

No burden to bear

The greenery

Imagery

 

The trees

Down on my knees

Tis oh serene

A tranquil stream

 

It flows within my blood stream

It shines with a gleam

Reflected upon a mountaintop

I do not want it to stop

 

There is a sparkle within my eyes

I’m far away from all the lies

All of this seems so real

At last, I could feel

 

A gaze upon a maiden

She looks like an angle from heaven

She loves me for me

And my poetry

 

Perhaps this is but a dream

But I cherish such a dream

Though it may not come to pass

She still has my heart of glass

 

Perhaps it is but a fantasy

For who would love someone like me

Perhaps this is far from reality

But even still, I shall keep it with me

 

If there is such a maiden dressed in white

I shall wait for the day we unite

I will journey high and low

Lie in wait to where the rivers flow

 

© Isaiah Barber

 

Excerpt from “Path to Serenity II, Grains of Sand”

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