Listen! there is peace <br />Setting in the wake of unrest <br />Which cost me the loss <br />Of all those dreams <br />That were in progress- <br />But they were drifting <br />Farther out to the sea <br />And each day, <br />I saw less of reality... <br /> <br />I abandoned those dreams <br />But I stayed afloat <br />While the water of hope <br />Took no opposition <br />To the rocking waves <br />And I learned the pleasure <br />Of letting go <br />The struggle for control, <br />As result, <br />I was free to move... <br /> <br />I thought I saw those dreams <br />Floating back to me once again, <br />As if to say, simply, <br />They would leave their way <br />With or without me- <br />But they would still exist <br />Because I gave them <br />Substance and life <br />All of their own! <br /> <br /> <br />Romeo Della Valle <br />©All Rights Reserved-2011 <br />New York City<br /><br />Romeo Della Valle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voyager-8/
