Some dreams are sparks springing from a fire <br />alluring thoughts waiting to inspire <br />heavy with promise of joyful adventuring <br />pregnant from seeds of evolving remembering <br /> <br />Some dreams like shells imbedded by the sea <br />to be or not to be is yet to see <br />hallow shells all echoing the ocean <br />shadows cast their turbulent commotions <br />waiting responses from such as you and me <br />whirling awash with wishes from the invasive sea <br /> <br />pictures inspiring, sensations galore, <br />feelings surrounding impressions of yore <br />promising, tensing with possibilities <br />gestating, yearning for new realities <br /> <br />cherished and held dear <br />nourished with no fear <br />reshaped in clay and time <br />true treasures to be mined <br /> <br />its timely birth yet to come <br />still not for all but for some <br />to live as long as any that feeds its need <br />baptized anew its future eternity <br /> <br />not yet but many years hence <br />with a past and future tense <br />volcanic eruptions of our inner beings <br />the future projections of our vivid memories <br /> <br /> March,2006<br /><br />Ben Gieske<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-3-2/
