Thinking if I have enough power
To climb the smooth surface
Of the loom of my dream pace
I’ve tried to grasp from the barrel
To reach the bloom of elevated success
For these monument of my reverie
Is too huge for me to be near
Aim high, try and try
Till I reach the glistening triumph
For we should never stop
Of flying to grasp it for life
For these monument of my reverie
ReplyDeleteIs too huge for me to be near
A bit of contradiction I felt. monument of reverie is always reachable...yet I found lines interesting.. thanks!