Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Migrant Dreaming

you arrive
in the big brown land of wonder
with a pocket full of dreams
walking the tightrope
of ambition; looking for the new dawn of hope
with lustful eyes
knowing too well
that in the passage of time
your life
will change forever

naked waves of delight dance
on the fatal shore
celebrating the new dawn
the sacred nature of migration
in the age of reason

you do what it takes
to imagine the future with confidence
building a new life
on the wings of passion
and breaking the wicket cycle
of disadvantage

you win the battle
for survival in the ancient
where dreams are made
the fragrant moon.

i watch with great delight
as you embrace
the golden wattle
in the first light of dawn
feeling the pulse of the nation within

you bathe
in her inner glow of beauty
thinking of the flowing
rivers of honey
as the future blooms like the roses of heaven

how wonderful
is the mesmerizing sound
of the divine poetry
on the road to utopia?
this is
what true dreams
are made of

© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

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