A vague memory
A picturesque scene
As the world was ending
I dared to dream
Of the life I have now
Of what seemed so out of reach
The image solidified
As I laid on this beach
…….
If you know my story, you know that I was born in Iraq and escaped the war around 2008. I feel so blessed by the small things and the big things in my life right now. Grateful for it all.
Here’s some AI art of my creation inspired by this poem. Going from war to calm.
I met a soldier back in Iraq
That let me hold his gun
He had named Darlene
I was barely fifteen
But he trusted me then
In a war zone when
A mistake could mean a life
I think God made poetry by keeping us alive
You found a pothole
A place to start the crack
And the dream was born
Between the dark and dark
The whole was broken
And now you manifest
A dream unspoken
A place you can rest
Your head
For just
Today
My friend you survive
This way
And the best is yet to come
There’s no end to your dreams
There’s none
I dream of things that can not be
Of angels and demons singing to me
Of life so easy
Worlds so bright
Of suns and stars, shining through the night
Stranger Paths 