Your Dream Journey
(With true Apologies to Mary Oliver)

One day you finally knew
What you had to do, and began
Though the voices around you
Kept shouting their bad advice - 
Though you ignored their sharp stone anger
You continued following the yellow-brick road

Knowing what you had to do,
You follow your unknown destination of watered blankets
As you soar above your profound past
You find deep romance
Hidden within a eight-year-old girl
But you kept flying straight
Straight to peace
Straight to recognition of your past problems
And release the horribles

"Show me where your dreams are,"
Says your heart
You break free of those heavy chains
And start doing what you had to do. 


Written at 3/3/02

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