Catching Dreams

I spread my arms,

like the trees,

and whistle to the skies,

happy and free,

to the song of our hearts

catching dreams of the soul. 

poem and image copyright neha 2016

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Early Morning Breeze

Early morning breeze

that puts the heart at ease

as the mind wishes to sleep

a little longer…

day-dreaming

poetry and image copyright neha 2016