This is the collaborative journal of W.C. Chambers and J.R. Bowman. Read. Wonder. Reply. Thanks for stopping by.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006,4:46 PM
Dreamchasers
With truth in our hearts, our depths
We breathe the essence of dreams
Absorbing all that is around
To weave a tell worthy of being told
All That surrounds...
Abstract shapes take on personifications of
those we love and those who’ve gone before.
Standing mightier than men,
sparking the light that will move the soul.
We Are…..
Men with eyes like spears that stare
Coldly, in honest desperation into the
Trenches of others souls seeking understanding.
A rare soul, searching for more
our world dies, fading fast
into the sunset, into the west
we ride
We breathe the essence of dreams
Absorbing all that is around
To weave a tell worthy of being told
All That surrounds...
Abstract shapes take on personifications of
those we love and those who’ve gone before.
Standing mightier than men,
sparking the light that will move the soul.
We Are…..
Men with eyes like spears that stare
Coldly, in honest desperation into the
Trenches of others souls seeking understanding.
A rare soul, searching for more
our world dies, fading fast
into the sunset, into the west
we ride
