A Reminder of Being

A sinking feeling; a heavy reminder of being.

Dragging the feet to the moment of feeling free.


The voices whisper and point in the opposite direction,

but it’s a sinking feeling; the heavy reminder of being.


To be flying – to be gliding – away from existence,

as rainbow-dreams twist inside, yearning to escape;

to break free.


Time is a capsule, which blooms with every wonder.

The burning hope filling my heart – the light and thunder.


Let my soul dream to be and be to dream,

so that this fire burn forever inside of me.


© Ilka Steyn, 2017. All rights reserved.


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