In dreams she runs
But its never fast enough
Never far enough
Its always there in the dark
and it never touches her
Her mother’s voice
Haunts her
In dreams she runs
But its never fast enough
Never far enough
Its always there in the dark
and it never touches her
Her mother’s voice
Haunts her
A sliver of pearl traverses the night
Bumping into scintillating stars
Sleep eludes and thoughts soar up
Wrapping dreams like a blanket
.
To lie back on the curve of the moon
Leisurely fish for errant asteroids
Loop a rope around a comet and
Stumble upon an outrageous galaxy
.
Hike back to earth on a meteor shower
Fall into a luxuriant canopy of grass
Rinse feet in the cold bustling stream
Dig toes into the sifting oozing sand
.
A golden lace of sunshine threading
Patchwork quilts of carnations and daisies
Silver drops perch atop the glossy leaves
Feathers of dandelions narrate faraway tales
.
Stories familiar of concrete and clocks
Of life that forgets the beauty of dawn
Don’t want to leave this secret meadow
And wake up to begin living yet again.
Deadlines, meetings and doctor visits have made me want to run away. Dreaming is my one and only outlet. I needed Open…
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