Dreamers

Dreamers

They fly across the shadows
mere echoes in the wind
Each of them alone,
together nothing to defend
Intangible, they taunt this world
just beyond it's reach
Like brazen midday sunlight
upon a virgin beach
They hold themselves
above the waves of turmoil and regret
On fearless new horizons,
their sight is always set
Destined to extend as one
this span of ageless thought:
Each and every dream fulfilled,
as long as it is sought.

Jesse Glen Turner
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