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Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Poem 300: A Dream In Life


Close your eyes and surface
into the deep unknown
upon the wings of untamed faces
unseen thought and tree bound places
leap upon the branches wild
full of luminescent fires
Fly among the floating islands
dance with spirits pure and silent
talk through heart with whole connected
live a life more fully granted
dream about the night, when woken
that you'll sleep again.

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