Zywa Where the adventure begins

In the eyes of the child
I read its thoughts on me
it guesses or may see
how dreamily I like to be

wilder than the widest sea
storming with the winds, I free-
ly cross the desert and the wilderness
mighty as a lioness
queenly great in word and deed

ready every day to meet
the toiling people's need
prepared to intervene
jumping over any ravine

to a place I want to be
finding of itself the new
questions in the eyes of a child
with which an adventure begins

Poem 2826
Amsterdam, 2020-03-23

Daydream
Poem "Sueño despierto"
Collection: Untwisted 
Keyword: Dreaming 
Tribute to: Marti, Jose 
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