Wild Dreams

“Wild Dreams are the stars I gaze at every night while they twinkle brightly and edge their fables into my soul.
Wild Dreams are the clouds that I reshape with my mind and fill my sky with imagination.
Wild Dreams are the sunlit rays that filter into the cracks of my being and make them golden.
Wild Dreams are the drops of rain that seep into my earth and quench my thirst.
Wild Dreams are the wisps of wind that tuck and pull at my existence leaving me breathless at times.
Wild Dreams are the whispering guests?quests that fill my ear and rumour my journey on this life’s path.” – Rose Bilbrough