The carry.

A wind carries the dream

through white waters,

shimmering on foreign grounds;

a shadow  dives deeper

where thoughts fade and simmers

in the astral plane

of ever after.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

how deep we can go....your poem moves me transcendental this morning .. i am thinking of the scene in "Roots"
https://youtu.be/AXQDa7GzPYw
:)
E.

[andrew mitchell]

I'm glad Gene, as always a pleasure to see you visit my page!:)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Andrew... where white water has secrets that are kept in motion...
there are possibilities of lasting revelations.... along the rivers where we
dream. truly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for your words.