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| The Dream by Lara Zankoul |
In a blue room, I dream at two o' two
a swan glides across the waters of my soul
preparing a journey of transition, relaxed
I drift into another realm, with little resistance
diving in the depth of the dreamscape,
searching for wisdom and light, traveling
the unknown looking for the lost pages
of the greater story of my life...
where have you gone songs of the past
floating away with the clouds overhead
I once took comfort in your lullabies
but, tonight I hear the ballads of loneliness
spring is nearing and with it transformation
soon the trees will begin budding, flowers will
push up through the soil, nature will begin anew
and I too will breathe in the songs of promise
existence is a continuous series of changes
challenging us to flow with the current
becoming stronger, ascending on wings
of light, finding the pieces of ourselves
in the night...
embracing wings of grace, taking flight
linking with The Sunday Muse
sharing with earthweal
Thank you for visiting - This week has been difficult....
Peace and harmony
