Dreaming Depths
They ride the waves of creativity,
hoping for that one elated moment of success.
Dreamers are the the future’s hope,
Their passion unfolds on canvas and paper;
sometimes, constructing universes.
Some dreams run deeper than the ocean,
like Manna from heaven, sent;
they pour through my soul, onto the page;
songs of joy and elation, fine euphora.
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