Dreaming
by Angela Barrett (Qualonia) December 6, 1995

I want to be a wave
Free in the ocean of life
To be a sparrow flying
Above the sin and strife
I want to be the spring grass
Blowing in the March wind
The beautiful untamed lioness
With the need to survive and defend
The reason to the rhyme
The most complicated maze
A cricket singing in the night
The blessed shade for the days
The dust in the sunbeam
A crater in the moon
The vein in the leaf
Healing in the jagged wound
A shadow in the balmy mist
The chipped paint on the wall
The petal of a flower
Footsteps in the hall
Oh, to feel the ebb and flow
Of the mighty Nile in my veins
Be a stone in the Great Pyramid
The healing in the desert's rain

II

Yet, in this life perhaps the comfort
That keeps your sanity whole
An area in your heart
A little imbedded in your soul
Could I be your breath?
Taken by you over and over again
Perhaps the tears when you lose
The smile on your face when you win
I want to be the reason
You rise to face each day
I want to be the melody
Of every single song you play
The eyes of your innocent child
The flame of your indecent desires
Every low to which you'll sink
The mountain top which you aspire

III

I want to belong to something
So not to lose myself
Find this life a use
Not set it on a dusty shelf
To walk the trails of old
Taste the snow in the wind
Embrace every molecule of beauty
With the splendor gently blend
Lay down to peace at night
Knowing I'm a woman I respect
Building memories from laughter
That one day I might reflect
I want to know GodMore, 
Him to know me
Or simply just be a wave
In His wonderous boundless sea