Hobie Cat

by Steven Craig

Dreams and war and hurricanes are only time made mists

Things are not grand nor are they woven fads

Always there is peace at the end of the day

Be it long with horrors or short with joys

There is always a heart that beats for life and love alone

And there are the hearts that never know true beating

Taking a breath is a way of being your self

And taking away a thought or a dream, is the way to be more

One never sees the dawn, only wake to find it there

And the dawn is always there weither you wake or not

That is something to realize as the day turns to night

That after all the fires are finally out

They will most certainly be set again.


Posted on 09/08/2006
Copyright © 2020 Steven Craig

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 09/08/06 at 07:18 AM

This is beautiful! I love the "message." It seems hopeful to me. The first line is great. I don't understand the title, but it must mean something to you. Right? :)

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