PoemFiona1

    PROMISE TO KEEP- PROMISE TO GIVE
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        I cannot sleep, so carefully
             pull back the covers
       I'm compelled to look out of the window
           Street lights, coat of illumination
         Stretches across the deserted path
              Of human invention

          A few hours of time's movement
           Hustle and bustle of life will dominate
               The street below.

            In this quiet half-light, half sleep, I see
            My reflection staring back at me,
             Pondering a thought, exploring
             my deepest wishes and unfulfilled
             dreams. Lost in my own half woken
              Realm. I wonder at the wonder of
               life's Promise,
               the promise to keep,
                or the
             promise to give.......

            Amber glow bathing the pavement,
            warmth, of belief and new hope
            As the sun rises, chasing the
             darkened shadows of doubt away
            Promise of brightness and colour.
              Life reveals.
              Dream state mind,
               delving into
                   flying carpet journey
                     of time.

             Fiona Hall   13 July 2004