Like a pool, the sky is embracing,

The golden sun reaches the snow-tipped mountains,

Sugary rainbows sweep the depths of imagination,

Across the milky white canvas of the early morning dew,

I shiver as mother nature’s icy breath breathes down my neck,

She pushes me down that road with love in my heart & freedom in my soul,

The weave of my thoughts link together like a chain of confusion,

The sorrow that I feel as I deal with things in my life,

And mother says,” Dreams are nothing if not fulfilled,”

Sugary snow is a canvas of my soul,

With dreams that weave across my imagination’s dew,

And mother, embracing my thoughts,

Nothing reaches my breath,

But the golden rainbows of my life,

With milky white thoughts on the side,

And sorrow weaves confusion upon my soul,

Capturing my freedom the second I embrace the sky,

Down I fall into a pool of chains holding me still,

Chains with be my freedom,

Dreams are embracing my thoughts,

And the canvas road will steal my soul.