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This is one of those moments you always talk about.
Where the heavens touch the skies
and I am grounded and weightless at once.
Where I drive through a hailstorm,
striking sun rays beaming down,
blue skies above,
some higher power rising,
radiating electrified marrow,
conducting melodic bone structures,
conducting bittersweet symphonies,
granting peaceful serenity,
accepting moments unchangeable,
courageously marching towards change,
I can follow my transcestors’ wisdom,
knowing the difference between,
I can stonewall righteous alt-right nonsense,
focus on love and acceptance,
might sometimes find myself indignant,
but never indifferent,
always the passion,
the dragon’s fueled spirit,
found a wind’s whistle away,
pausing, waiting, nerves fray...
These moments are for the dreamers.
The dreamers who remember to dream.