This poem was written with the intention of encouraging others to step outside of thier comfort zone and start engaging with their dreams. I use the motif of watching your dreams go by, season after season, from a window. This idea is pulled from a quote I learned while I was working as an outdoor educator (teaching backpacking, rock climbing, etc.) for Outward Bound that goes like this: “A ship in harbor is safe, but that isn’t what a ship is for.”

Warming Rays

Warming rays beat down through the crystal-like sky,

upon the everlasting grassy plain, where you lay.

Exposed, your delicate body rests in the thick green grass

shimmering from the reflection off the beads of sweat

which trickle down your brow, across your chest, and down your elegant stomach.

Absorbing the rays of heat, like a butterfly preparing for flight,

your beauty radiates. Blinding all those

who look at your body, and not at you.

For your true beauty lays below the skin,

In your mind which creates and destroys

everlasting thoughts of love, harmony, and solidarity.