That vision seen yon, o’er
unlikely variegated arc
holds no cause of angst to heed—
dreams stay tight in hearts held open
aloft o’er jostling oceans along
chase not of riches but
victuals, warmth . . . shelter from
frostnip which hobbles the dream
fathomed in ascent.
Written for dVerse quadrille prompt 165: “warmly”.
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Keep dreaming, set objectives.

This poem well worth the wait. Brought a tear to my eye ❤ This is reassuring:
“dreams stay tight in hearts held open”
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You’re welcome.
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Very nice and so cozy. Well done!
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I’m glad you enjoyed, and thank you for commenting 💙
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Those rainbow dreams are always unlikely and to be treasured. (K)
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Yes! Thank you 💙
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I can feel the warmth of light radiating through your words. I enjoyed this.
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I love the way you described how much a dream can keep us aloft through darkness and cold
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Dreams that keep us afloat are worth holding close to our hearts. Beautifully expressed.
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Glad you enjoyed that, thanks so much! 💙
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open and oceans acting the interior rhyme…well done …good ear …nice stuff
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