Indelible Impressions

Dreams die a thousand deaths
On the alter of savage survival
Talents bought for pennies
On makeshift road side stalls
Cheap as dirt on a dirty road
For dreams cannot be sold.
Dreams often abandoned or choked
Expire before their date.
But, rarely they are revived
And bloom to grace the world
Spreading fragrance far and wide
Leaving eternal imprints on earth.

photo by S.M