When time again brings refreshing's to a quiet mind
The view is cleared from what inhibits to carry on designs
Moments gathered here and there blend in lettered scenes
Inspirations passing through the memories of the dreams
Dreamed by trees in summer sun, wishing for the night
To cool them from the heat of days and shield them from the light
Where rest is part of their process in growing from the soil
Knowing cooler weather proves the colorful leaves whose toil
Was spent in blooming to resume the combinations of growth
Swaying with the winds who visited dusting limbs where more
Than one bird found shelter from their days of quest with nesting
To rest upon their off-springs placed to protect from a besetting
Hungry predator who by their own needs would be in search
Of a meal to sate the feel from the empty stomachs in lurk.
Dreams of rivers busy days full of boats and swimmers
Dreams of gardener's toiling hands tending fruits and flowers
Dreams of holiday approaching's planning decorations
Dreams wondering how to plan a well deserved vacation
To where, how long, and with whom, what to do while there
Dreams of what to eat, to see and what there should be to wear
During weathers hope to be full of pleasant ventures
Evolving into more than thoughts to become a splendid adventure
Dreams of meals prepared for those to who we wish to please
Relieving them from stressful days to rest and set at ease
Weary minds who in a day deal with the pressures of
Business ends concerning matters that make their routines tough
Dreams of laughing, talking, sharing times when spent apart
Knowing that another would be there to keep the hearth
Light and cheerful for the times when souls would need release
To rid itself of built up tensions that kept it from beliefs
That dreams of simple goodness can make right another day
All the stresses which compound our thinking along the way
Making solace for busy lives to find a sweet repose
From the bustle of the world which keeps them on their toes
Dreams of warming delicate scents to replace sanitized airs
To provide escapes to senses releasing unneeded cares
Dreams of baths moisturizing skin with nourishing oils
Cotton soft towels to welcome touch their softness to enjoy
Dreams of comforting beds and sheets to rest beneath to dream
All the dreams there are to dream without the need to demean
Because a dream may simply be a small way to believe
That good can be accepted, found from every sense we receive
Whether by sight, whether by sound, whether by idea or voice
Dreams are living growing things when we accept by choice
The good they give, the better they lend, the dreams they birth within
To the thinkers, dreamers looking for adornments to befriend
Life to appreciate as living grows on through time
Bringing fruition to all that we need to dream a better life
Jade Jaspers (c) 2018
Saturday, October 20, 2018
To the Thinkers Dreamers Looking
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Jade Jaspers,
Poet
Not every writer writes for fame and fortune. As a matter of fact that class of people is a reserved group of people none of the rest of the world's simple word users will ever be able to liken ourselves to. Then again, that was never the idea when most people first began writing. It was something we were taught, something we learned, something we were instructed to use through out our lives to sort out ideas and follow a pattern of thinking that would lead us to communicating with our own thoughts in a healthier way.