Dream Until It’s Your Reality

my flight to Seville, Spain

I step in reborn

Undone from the suffering 

I’ve become accustomed to

I resolved new meaning for my life

I am rejuvenated

My youth the springs flow the source

Of geysers 

Gushing out my joy 

I was never incomplete

I was in competition,

with my surroundings 

Too busy trying to survive 

I did not live 

I stayed on the line

On the picket white fence 

That told me to work for my dreams

But my thoughts come to me when I close my eyes 

So rest is my true peace