My Dreams
My dreams are filled with luscious skies of deep blues, purples and whites.
Cascading orchids shudder in the cold breeze between winter and spring
Dewy mist sweeps over the grass before my feet.
I feel the Earth well up under me bursting from the joy that hangs from the
Trees drops to the ground and bring me to me knees
There I lie in the beauty of this place with my arms
Stretched toward the sky, it precedes me and yet still follows
I chase the sun and the moon chases me
Awake, Awake ol my soul these dreams fill my mind,
My heart finds solace in my memories
Memories of life lived in my dreams.
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