DREAMS IN HAND.
I am but a mere shell of what I will become
As I take in the day and smile at the sun
My arms outstretched, I grab hold of life
I am in awe as I breathe drowning negativity and strife
I gaze and wonder how it all came to be
Why such things happen to someone like me
My aura seems to flow, I catch glimpses from stars
I see Jupiter, Saturn, Venus and Mars
The heavens break open showing the purest of light
The signs are divine, so sure and so right
Never have I gazed upon an open field
Such wonder and grace my soul longs to yield
I am but a mere shell of what I will become
And long for the day when my tomorrow has come
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