In my dreams I fly
25 September 2015
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The pied piper blew
Into twists of my soul’s veins
Tunes of the blessings
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In mind no rat race
Responded to dark musings
Moving Time backwards
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Apprentice flutist
I blew with Heart’s entrainment
Laughing notes in air
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Golden faeries leapt
Between colours and the Grey
Moving us forward
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The push and the pull
In between neutrinos’ gaps
Subdued shimmering
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In my dreams I fly
Feet on ground soul soaring high
Towards new morrows
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