Ask not why we dare to dream.

Day 1 of 90 days of poetry.

Ask not why we dare to dream,

Of life, of love, and precious things,

Too long to live a life so full,

And find treasured joy in all we do.

Yet, ask not why we’re afraid to try

To fulfill these longings, and wonder why

We live not one life, but really two,

One that’s secret and one that’s true.

Or perhaps our lives are really the dream

And our soul wakes up when our bodies sleep,

Could it live another life, so separate and new?

And long to experience our world too?

So ask not why we dare to dream,

Of life, of love, and distant things. 

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

This is my favorite of all that you've posted so far! It's energy is sureal and it makes us muse upon the threads of our own existence, both waking and beyond the veil of the close eyes. The flow was good and kept a nice rhythem throughout. Overall a fantastic piece of poetry!

Great Ink!
Aaron - Wolfwind

[br.reed]

Thank you! This was my friends favorite piece too. You hit it right on the money when we question the borderlines of our existence, and how spirit and soul combines to create a unique life experience. Thank you for reading!