He speaks a softly spoken lie,
"All is well,
And I am well,"
And tells himself he doesn't need to cry.
Lonely soul and broken heart,
He lost himself a while,
Who he was,
And what he was,
And realized,
He'd forgotten how to smile.
A single captured wisp of light,
And finally he knows,
Who he is
And what they have,
And where they want to go,
Bound together,
He, the dream catcher,
And she, his dream rose.
Copyrighted to the Shazriel Archives with the permission of Tom Coote, March 17, 2001
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