Making strides into the neverland of our dreams
Reaching for the stars that twinkle
Brightly in our imagination
Grasping through the murky darkness
Finding that solid ground again
That slippery rock that will not sink
But is so hard to hold on to
And so difficult to find
Climbing out of the quicksand of our past
Wiping of the muck and mire that stinks
Foully in our nostrils
Bathing in the cleansing shower
Sensing that cleanness once again
That fresh feeling in your soul that makes you feel so good
But is so hard to keep around
And so elusive for me