The Power of a Thousand Rising Suns
The Power of a thousand rising suns
Do I feel the power of a thousand rising suns
Over a blazing sky when the day has just begun
Do I touch the sky on a blue never ending
As I chase the sun wanting a day unending
I wonder if my dreams are still flying free
Whilst others feast on things not important to me
For I’ve had dreams and wishes that collide
Churning and changing into something I can’t abide
Am I drifting on a naked deep blue ocean
As it has forever swayed and been in motion
Do you wander alone on that open sea
As I wait wanting something created for me.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2024
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