There is a place where fantasy becomes reality and dreams are the seeds of inspiration.
My eyes are cups floating on the salty seas and I fish for the non wavering truth.
My mind is heavy, yet free to fly, if only I could let go of the burdens that hide among the shadows.
Within my heart, an expanding universe beckons me to play among the jewels, so prettily scattered about.
My throat is tight; bound by a well thought out silence, and I breath out all that needs not to be heard.
My ears are exhausted from a world that never stops talking…oh how they long for the sound of the breeze, among the treetops.
My earthen body is a blaze today. Afflicted with an illness no one can see, but I’m still me.
Ah yes, there is a place where fantasy becomes reality and dreams are the seeds of inspiration.
Today I will breath and let go.
Today I will let go and fly.
Today I will fly and listen.
Today I will listen and be silent.
Forever, I will dream and inspire.
💚The Crazy Celt