World-Class Dream Juggler I have crossedthe borderof original thoughtinto a no-man’s-land;where I humbly stand,waiting for the nextbolt of inspirationbecause, after all,it takes a little supplication. I have becomea world-class dream jugglerdoing this….keepingmy colourful balls balancedin the air:This goal is nearing completionThis one will need moneyThis one will impact the worldThis one I do for MeThis one needs more dream timeThis one might have to dieto make room for the rest.And sometimes the dreams or Imust take a rest; then re-connectwith the original thoughtand it’s energyto trip into a new formednewly felt, field of fantasy. The dreams return then;brightened, freshened and worthyof being juggled and slowlybut surely achievedby a grateful, dreamy soul…Like me. Shelley HaggardMay 30/03Written before going to the Pearl Jam concert that night.
World-Class Dream Juggler
I have crossed
the border
of original thought
into a no-man’s-land;
where I humbly stand,
waiting for the next
bolt of inspiration
because, after all,
it takes a little supplication.
I have become
a world-class dream juggler
doing this….keeping
my colourful balls balanced
in the air:
This goal is nearing completion
This one will need money
This one will impact the world
This one I do for Me
This one needs more dream time
This one might have to die
to make room for the rest.
And sometimes the dreams or I
must take a rest; then re-connect
with the original thought
and it’s energy
to trip into a new formed
newly felt, field of fantasy.
The dreams return then;
brightened, freshened and worthy
of being juggled and slowly
but surely achieved
by a grateful, dreamy soul…
Like me.
Shelley Haggard
May 30/03
Written before going to the Pearl Jam concert that night.