POEM | ILLUMINATION
The Dream
A Poem On The Dream I Often See

A house on the hills with a waterfall beside, I live with freedom and nothing to decide.
Mind all clear and Spirit free, That’s the dream I want to see.
With trees and flowers all around, My walks in the mornings and evenings are sound.
The birds come calling, chirping all day, I reply them back, “Yes I’m Free as All Men Say!”
But will I be happy with all that freedom and solitude? Or will I just miss my “being busy” attitude?
For now, I’ll let my dream just be a dream, Because if it happens overnight, I might just scream!
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