ode to the dreamers

find the words scrawled in ink
tucked into the cracks of the pavement
a story written between one step and the next
chapters of my life
waiting to be read
by those who
bother to

i whispered my secrets to the sky
and the wind swept them away
carried them in gentle arms
to waiting ears
i don’t know who you are
but here,
i’ll give you this sliver of
my soul

i scattered poetry across the city
fragments of verses and memories
waiting to be picked up
and read
i told my story
in pieces
hoping someday
someone would find them
and put them back together

this poem
is a letter
to the dreamers:

do not remain silent
raise your voice like a banner
pick up a pen
and create something beautiful
something meaningful

paint the town with starlight
bottle happiness and call it music
write until your fingers stain with ink;
the world is waiting for you
so go out and
tell your story
because you are
the only one
who can

– by Ellen Vigus

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