Cup of Coffee-


If by morning as you awake your

dreams breeze out the window;

pray to the wind to breeze your 
dreams back to you by nightfall;

dreams are never lost, only


And if, the wind blows your

dreams back through your window,

do me a favor? and direct the wind 
to blow your dreams through the

front door, because only nightmares

and fear enter through open windows.

Pray to your dreams to rest in peace;

however, not in death, for death does

not sleep or rest, alike the night elves,

alike my spirit.

If your dreams are black and white,

take the colors of Spring and paint your

wishes with glee, with life, and

resurrection; do not let the paint run and

dry, withering leaves of Autumn.

And if, the wind chooses not to breeze

your dreams back to your slumber by

nightfall, is it not because you do not

dream deep enough; yet definitely it is the

lack of ambition within you to dream.

Blame not the wind and let your dreams

become a whispering breeze.

Meanwhile, I welcome the morning sun

with a cup of coffee. 

Copyright2013 #soulkritic

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Nice. Personally, I'd rather

Nice. Personally, I'd rather live the dream than dream the dream...and so I do.


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "