Even at our worst, dreams take us away
To places that soothe the soul each day
In our minds we wander free and wide
Calming the noise and letting peace reside
Through landscapes of thought, we roam and play
Visiting dreams, in a world of our own way
The mind's eye sees what our heart desires
In those visions our spirits acquire
A sense of calm, a sense of peace
A refuge from life's chaotic release
In these inner travels, we find our way
To a place of solace, night and day
The world's din fades, as we journey deep
To a place where love and hope softly creep
Though we my not physically roam
Our minds can travel to a place called home
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Author:
Nicole Pritchard (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is about when I\\\'m needing time to escape my own reality for a little while and go on a journey without leaving the comfort of my home. This is my way of grounding myself
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