“Dream”

BY J. A. RODRIGUES

Myriad feelings tossed, did dream

One dream of peace, and gave all to know

What calm could bring, when tempests of emotions deep.

Had quelled, and left behind a sunny sea

Fanned by winds of happiness. Somewhere, a scar

That breasted sorrow bloomed, and in its place

A flower sprung, symbol of sweet victory, sorely won,

Child of toil and sweat and tears.

And yet in the mind’s nowhere stored,

Sad wistful thoughts did drink from joy’s own wells,

To leave a quiet but shaken surface,

Of sweet restlessness and serenity combined.

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