Dust Free Dreams

 

The feel of the breeze

In your restless ear

Is really the sound

Of life passing through.

 

Your dreams don’t need

A magic carpet

And ride the winds of change.

 

Just the strength

Of freedom’s wings

So they can fly

Where sand isn’t blowing around.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sand gets in that engine, the dreams' crankcase gets blown....but if we are free? don't need transportation to get where we want in life.

i really like this, Dale.
j.