Shackles and Dreams

About the Book

These words I write, are not words in themselves
They are tools of instigation, constructors of imagination
They represent the embers of my passion, the wilderness in my eyes
They glow with the fires of desire, with the flames of infinity
These words aren’t made of letters, but rather of images and memories
They aren’t simply uttered or written, but evoked from the center of my being
They don’t inform, recall, explain, or argue
They simply are, they resonate, transcend and fly
These words, don’t exist on paper, but rather in our minds
In the form of beauty, expression, and all the wonder to find
They are fueled with the torches of a rebellious spirit, one that fights for the soul
They are set to flight, to kindle an awakening, to reinvent life
These words, they don’t just pass by, they don’t just flow past, they shine brightly with freedom
They join chaos and love to harmony, and contain the truth of hearts
They don’t just lie there, to be recorded, or printed to history
They call out, cry out, to all the dreamers, to all those who breathe life

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