Wishing I
has come to a standstill.
The search is finished.
No more miracles
expected
except for the ones
which keep me intrigued.
Princes charming
called their day.
Wishing I
has ceased
as an out of time
and place breeze.
Wishing I
and if
onlys
won’t go along with
me.
Withdrawn…
For all that is
is right.
Rather… I’d
observe my ego
take its insolence away
and let this self of
mine
be free,
a bird...
9 comments:
it's nice to dream and wish... still better to be free from all the 'if only's'...
. . . and this is what they call NIRVANA.
Joy always,
Susan
Enjoyed. Wishes and dreams of wishes coming true, are worthy of this.
I don't remember seeing this before but it is lovely. Being free...can be wonderful.
and this is superb!
you have a way with words.
loving your poetry, dulce.
big hugs!
Sweet poem :)
SOO missed your words!
Ser libre siendo como uno es y los milagros siempre llegan cuando uno menos los espera...
Me gusta tu poesia. Un beso
Love this one!
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