This is an original poem, a Steemit exclusive, about the senses we use to turn a dream of our future into a reality. I hope you enjoy.
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Sensing A Better Future
The day echoed immortal
Memories casted in clay
Dreams planned or summers
Winter has come to play
Harmony with wondering lips
Stories told with wild eyes
Listening as little kids
Melody personifies the skies
Visions that marvel
Feelings that take root
Hearings that silence
You can taste the truth
What a wondrous world
What a meaningful sound
What a thunderous light
Striking the glorious ground
Oh come, all of you
See what dreams collide
Find your future
From the past you can't hide
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