Can hope be abundant
in the ephemeral field
of dandelion dreams?
Can dreams ever do come true?
What have you seen so far
in your journey
to never ending sunsets?
Were there a few sunrise along the way?
I want to learn, too, I want to see
I want to find out how it is
To plunge and find out why.
I want to know the meaning
Of every sigh…
Like you do, I am treading along
never knowing why, right away
never knowing why sometimes
some things just cannot stay…
Go ahead now and sigh
the contented, wistful sigh of the ocean.
From the many twilights you’ve seen,
surely there are a hundred dawn breaks
where your soul has been.
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