By Jessica
Date: 27 April 1998

My World

flowing with the wind
and singing through the trees
I whisper into a darkness full of
staring eyes and clenched fists
I seek to escape and fly away
into worlds of color and warm air
I find the space to release my fear and return to the being 
I've longed to be
I'm a magical entity full of 
sparkling dreams and a curious mind
hoping to refresh myself at a nearby stream
to quench all of my life's desires
My consciousness slides and
I imagine a world where all things 
are possible and
wishes are called realities