There was something in the air last night <br />something that cried along the way.. <br />the wind flew, the stars shined, the trees moved <br />wisdom again i said, who will i meet? <br />who will bring me, what i see <br />what are the expectations to what is beneath <br />why so far, why me? <br />the cry, a hope for salvation <br />the hope, to live another day <br />the anger, for not trying <br />the wisdom, to be brave <br />but what you really want to do along the way? <br />to cry, to let the pain free <br />to hope, for a better dream <br />to let go of the anger that is deep inside your soul <br />to appreaciate wisdom and follow it to the grave <br />for there would be a tomorrow <br />for heavens sake <br />what ever you feel inside of you <br />will be a part of another night <br />another gloriest day....<br /><br />yesenia sobrado<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dream-27/
