I open my eyes each day and reality becomes my biggest dream.
I feel the odd freshness of breeze, even though the windows are never open.
Cool whispers of air,
trickles of water
become my everyday companions... and I hold easy conversations with the vibrations of my eardrums.
Every sound I hear belongs to me.
Every face I see, is mine.
Wading deeper and deeper into the elated waters of laughter,
I leave a trail of dreams behind me (in case you too decide to lose yourself and find everything in return.)
4 comments:
...a trail of dreams...
I like you visions,Ben, thanks for sharing them, AND for visiting my blog and comment, so that I could come here and discover,
Hope we'll stay in touch, have a wonderful day
andrea
ahhh...
love it whenever i come here and open your pandora box...
you transform the sensations you recieve into some beautiful dreams that never cease to beam...
thanks for your visit and leaving those precious and thought-provoking words... as always...
love and peace to you
I am following the trail but whispers are hard to catch! Could you put out some red flags?
and once again am a bit too late in replying. But this lethargy is universal for all writers/artists, so am hoping to plead guilty and appear 'not guilty' :)
thanks for visiting anyways.
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