Tuesday, January 27, 2015

In The Wake




In The Wake

I dare not fall asleep today,
lest gloomy clouds obscure my way.
The dark sun is not what it seems…
for true hope is a waking dream.

I feel the sting of bitter pride
swimming against the errant tide.
Let hurtful feelings flow downstream…
for true hope is a waking dream.

I search the shore for guiding light,
dazed and confused through the long night.
North Star beckons with shining beam…
for true hope is a waking dream.

I dare not fall asleep today…
for true hope is a waking dream.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015
January 27, 2015

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