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Surviving…

15 Feb

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When young, I dreamed of journeys around the world,

when I became older the dreams changed to journey

from sea to shining sea.  Capes and bays, slow rivers,

tasting fruit of joy and pleasure; that was then… and

this is now and I will not allow my dreams to die with

me.

I have known ecstasy and grief, I have seen tall trees and

tall ships; I will never again lie naked in the sand or know

the touch of gentle hands.  Elusive and fearless I lived

somewhere in my mind, I have suffered but always kind;

I do not fear the white light of eternity, I do not fear that

death will come as I lay down to sleep at the end of each

day.

One day my soul will be renewed, no longer to dream of

journeys, as I will be on a journey through space, time…

through infinity; my dreams will go with me when I die;

but for now all that is left, is the challenge to survive.

 

©2016.elizabethannjohsonmurphree

 

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8 responses to “Surviving…

  1. Wade Lancaster

    February 16, 2016 at 12:09 am

    Thanks for sharing this wonderful journey in a poem. One we all can say we dreamed, one we all one day must face .

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  2. JeannieC258

    February 16, 2016 at 9:44 am

    Happy Valentine’s Day. I’m comforted and blessed to have found your words while I’m on my journey. Struggle along. It’s worth it.

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  3. Lisa R. Palmer

    February 16, 2016 at 6:33 pm

    Yes! So eloquently expressed, and I am right there with you… 🙂

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  4. 50djohnson

    February 17, 2016 at 7:06 pm

    Beautiful!!

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  5. poetlou

    February 18, 2016 at 5:32 pm

    the dreams are the soul and the soul carries the dreams
    if we do not dream we cannot exist and we cannot exist without dreams

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