Theres rain falling down outside. I can hear the world crying tonight. Maybe its real. Maybe its in my mind. Maybe im lying im alive.
Are we alive? Are we dreaming?
I feel the sky screaming inside. Anger and thunder driving the light. It'll hit. It'll crash. They can worry we will survive.
The Ice cracks, fire screams the world, its feeling again and we, oh we, were standing tall and alive
we all die we're alive we are dreaming we're alive
Wind cools the heat a calm thats needed. Hear the quiet take a breath. Be steady. Be ready.
no peace without fight no life without death no reason without emotion no courage without fear
we are dreaming alive
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
How do you know your alive? Do you know when you are dreaming? Does it matter which is which? Perhaps its all perception. Perhaps our dreams are just as much reality while we are in them. And in both cases, it is up to us to live in them.
I believe this world is worth waking up too, and going to sleep for. I believe this world dreams just as we do.
I enjoyed so much your poem Ewoky :) And is nice the comment you did, to someone who made a poem in different language.
Hugs and blessings
windyweatherlySan Francisco, California USAFeb 11, 2013
Very good contrast on life and where we end up with Ewoky and so are the rest that take place in between...
Thanks
LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKFeb 11, 2013
For some reason I felt the fierceness of the very recent bush fires in this wonderful poem of yours.. Even if not.. a great thought behind the poem & meaning. My thanks for sharing as always Ewoky.. creatively done.
beautifulyouNew York, USAFeb 11, 2013
I really appreciate the unique qualities of your write. It's great. Thank you
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And is nice the comment you did, to someone who made a poem in different language.
Hugs and blessings
Thanks
Even if not.. a great thought behind the poem & meaning.
My thanks for sharing as always Ewoky.. creatively done.
It's great. Thank you