Somewhere

Somewhere there, where
Sits a lost and lonely soul,
Something stirs and sends
A comfort sewn from the threads of
Unconditional acceptance and desire
Warming the worn and weathered
Heart. Hope does often spring
Eternal; entreats with us to engage,
To entertain our lost fanatsies
Understanding that they may,
Indeed, come true if we hold
Fast to the who of who we are.
Who am I? I am you, and
Billions more like us, striving
To survive, sustaining the dream.
My dream comes tomorrow and
Tomorrow does my dream come
To me. Today is a shadow to
Be swallowed by the setting
Sun which, when rising on
The morrow brings our rebirth.
Walk a mile in my shoes? No,
Rather walk a million miles more
With me by my side, a co-op
Journey through this life.

Dakin
9/17/10

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