The Power of Dreams
Soul Windows Close
The seat of my thought takes flight
       Walking
       Green blades protrude reaching to the sky
       Air thick with water, cold and pure
       a bend in the pathe

       Anticipation
       trembling digits, damp skin
       silver travels the core nerves
       settles in the pit
       morphs into small insects desperate to get out

       Calm
       ancient near fallen black from rot of rain
       contrasts of splendor and disrepair
       the house of our love
       inner beauty runs deep there

       brilliant folds of pure white light
       black voids, unfathomable depth
       step out onto the the balcony
       weep with joy

       Transcendance
       Emerald ancients whisper in the wind
       Violent grays sweep down from the heavens
       sounds of such perfection

       He comes then
       delivered on the wings of a raven
       we've found each other here

       something so powerful wells up
       an emotion so strong
       beyond love, beyond completion, beyond joy
       fills the pit, travels the core of nerves, and settles in the center of my being

       a dream so strong
       reality dims
       he exists
       in the world of the spirit we've found each other

       SOULMATE

       that is the power of my dreams

Soul windows open
carrying this sweet burden
the sunrise of life
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