Hitchhiker

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”
Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist 

 

 
Pain demands my nurture forcing my mind to comprehend,
worry and pain will come, as hitchhikers on my journey.
 Do I choose to accept these passengers
 harbingers of future discomfort and agony
 or shut the door and speed past the beckoning stare.
 Find your joy in the speed of passing
 not in the bend of examinations after the fact. 
 My head turns upwards, back towards the road
 finding my dreams beyond torturous riders.

 

My Small Things – Protect your dreams

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” 

 

My small things I protect from harm
If I lost them, I’d lose my charm.
I have all I’m going to be,
All contained within their deep sea.
Their not fragile, a well known fact.
If you shake them, they’ll fight back.
Strange they have a life of their own.
When I give them my faith, my power on loan.
The return for me is great,
A small price to accommodate.
They are small but it seems
Everyone cherishes their dreams.
02202011