Soaring birds,
Soaking heat,
As the rays shine
Golden
Upon them,
Ruffled feathers,
Tiny tweets,
As the winds
Gift peace
Unto them.

I encountered an oasis,
In a barren desert,
With waters of love,
And a tree
Bearing fruits of faith.
Hope,
Little birdie
Perched leisurely,
And the winds
Whispered of trust.
Ears filled with the quiet buzzing
Of a prideful bumblebee,
I limped slowly
Towards the oasis,
To sit for a moment
And rest my feet.

In my dreams,
I float
On fluffy clouds,
Pink,
Painted by the setting sun.
I hop from star to star
Across the sky,
And wave
To the smiling moon.

In my dreams,
I see dazzling princesses,
Twirling in brick-walled fortresses,
Free,
Yet inevitably caged.

In my dreams,
A flaming phoenix
Burns across the sky,
Shooing star following suit,
The world is dusted entirely
With magic,
A glimmering
Unsolved mystery.

My dreams are filled
With glittering fairies,
And trees
That have grown wings,
Where purple grass
Is littered with magic mushrooms,
And animals
Do not stop chattering.

I’m afraid
These dreams
Will pass me by,
I cling desperately
To their magic,
Flaming phoenixes
Burn me inside,
As I am swallowed
By fairytales,
Enchanted.

Walls
Heavenly white,
Serene silence
Interrupted only by
Incessant beeping,
Rattling lungs
In a body,
Not as old
As should be,
Ears filled
With the beeping tune,
Tethered to life,
An annoying assurance,
Ropes unbind,
Blood runs cold
As the tune fades away,
Unmelodious melody,
Air escapes swiftly
As the last note plays.

My mind enjoys
Savoring silence,
Where the world
Cannot take part,
Words,
A weapon,
Savagely shattering
This tune
Without a start.

Healing takes time,
And fissures run deep,
I only wish
To cure
This flawed perfection,
In time to
Greet my sleep.

Where once my dreams
Were filled with stars,
A need
Surpassing desire,
But as you set
Your gaze upon me,
I found
No need for them
At all.