Chaotic Winter Dreams

Dont ask me of the ways

or waywardness of the mind

nor of the sudden surges of emotion

that create runaway commotions

and rock the heart of its seat

hither tither everywhere

nor of the calm that sometimes possess

and emanate from the deep soul

crafting a carefree bubble as it were

and holds a pain and a smile alike

kissing it all azure love

in winters when the hearts grow warm in hope

dreams float in distant entranced thoughts

a shoulder perhaps hopes to hold a hermit

and grow together in dreams and do’s

dreams maythen grow roots in fantasies

and find ways to travel to realities

coz tomorrows come and paint pictures that

hold a hand, lend a hope, watch a smile and watch it again