Hidden Dreams Can Sometimes Be
Hidden Dreams Can Sometime Be
A dream it inches in the wind
not knowing the way it flies
it finds a place for tired wings
then left alone it dies
never to be seen again
until that time
one day when
the wind swoops down
and lifts the dream
to a place it will be seen
It teaches it to fly again
without the power of the wind
Now the dream floats freely
on its own
and finds its rightful place
it’s home
a place for all the world to see
that hidden dreams
can sometimes be
what drives a soul
a destiny
By Barbara Tremblay Cipak, Copyrighted
Poem about Destiny: The urge to pen a poem to paper can come from the oddest places. This one poured out of me after watching Susan Boyle’s first performance on Britain’s Got Talent in 2009.
Her unassuming presence gets you thinking, ‘this audition won’t go well’. Hmmm. Don’t judge, because her hidden dreams found their way on that stage.
Wondering how many of us have a hidden gift, or purpose, these words found their way onto the page.
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