The Heaven in My Dreams

By Kenisha Kapur

The wind takes me places,

places I can only dream of.

I see the wildflowers and dandelions,

withering and soaring away,

entering a heaven.

And the trees are swaying in the wind,

Like they’re loving,

embracing their disarray.

I notice the birds chirping,

a hypnotizing melody,

and I want to be a part of it all.

So, I see myself flying away,

to the places I can only dream of,

leaving behind a baggage of worries.

Humming an almost soundless, yet pleasing tune.

And the night is no less abundant,

than the day.

The stars are calling my name,

the silence- screaming.

And suddenly, I feel myself,

Suddenly I’m in the place,

I can only dream of.

It’s a heaven,

it’s my heaven.

And I’m all alone in it,

with the things I can only dream of.

By Kenisha Kapur