Always breathing. Always learning. Always searching. Always dreaming.
Do you ever grow weary of always being “on”?
Always shining bright?
Always bringing warmth to others?
Do you ever wish you could play at night?
Dance under the stars?
Laugh with friends by the glow of a fire?
Do you ever want to close your eyes?
Just take a break?
Sleep on pillows as soft as clouds?
Or have you accepted your fate?
Your past, present, future
Painted on that glow
That we see each day…
Unless the clouds decide to hold you prisoner
Tori Burris Inkley
4/1/26
Always breathing. Always learning. Always searching. Always dreaming.
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