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