Before Another Five Years Have Gone

I sit alone and contemplate the vastness of time
in all of its small moments
How hours and days and seconds
are defined by our circumstances, our experiences

I dream of all the somedays
that never arrive and
pin wishes to them as they float away
On the whispers of half-believed ideas
like the dandelion seeds of summer

In my heart
I want to leave the world a better place but
How can I when I have never really left home.

So, before another five years have gone
– Years of timid dreaming –
before they are lost in the currents of the past

I want to break free from the chains of self-doubt
that held hostage my creativity
for the sake of a paycheck

I want to paint pictures with music and movement
that beg to be heard with the soul
I want to dream so fiercely that
impossible is breathed into being

And Words that have hidden themselves
from understanding will shout from within crowded corners
to be heard across the world,
or at least across a conversation


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