Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
The Wanted Dreams of a Fellow Poet
Poetry is a dream
A dream in which you can fly
Take your wings and soar
Through the jumping jubilant joyous clouds
Poetry is a deep well
A soul
Gotta dive in to get the water
Poetry is life
A life without life
A life with you.
And I.