For Dreamers Only
 

There is a place
I go
to watch
leaves that blow
back
and forth, 
and never hang 
still.

There is a place 
I go 
to see
waters that swirl
around
and around,
and never
stop.

It is a place
I go
not to tarry
over the trials
of the here and now, 
or to ponder the past
what could have 
been. 

It is a place
I go
to dream
of times of joy
floating on for eternity,
and of dancers dancing
with feet that never touch the
ground.

It is a place 
for dreams
apart.

It is a place 
for dreaming
alone.

It is a place
for dreamers
only.

And so I sit
in my place
whenever I can
as often as I can
and watch
the leaves floating forever above me, 
and see
the waters dancing ever beneath me,
trying to forget
I'm sitting still.
 
 
 
by J. Alan R.

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