Dreams

Dreams

Dreams visit me wholeheartedly.

                          Sleep eludes me constantly.

As I lay awake my mind wanders,

                My body is weak--

Though my soul, ponders.

               Wide-eyed stories, of a life I might have led.

Told perfectly in the book I have just read.

                    Silver whispers from a friend long gone.

Quiet my fears with heaven’s angel song.

           Possibilities of  a life within me,

Give me happiness where there was pity.

           Worries and pains thrive,

Yet in my spirit they will not survive.

           My heart sees freedom and cheer,

And finally begins to see clear.

-March 24, 2011

             By Chelsea Merkley