My dreams, they wrap around me
I look for what they mean.
I occupy my mind with sorting
things that I have seen.
Some dreams I've held for many years
And brought them out to view at times.
Looking for the answer
that I saw behind my eyes.
The crystal pillars of the chapel,
The Native who asked if i like antiques.
"no i just like really old things."
"that's what makes our relationship so important."
Who was he?? What does that mean??
Scaling the mountain with the multitude.
Bhudda placed me
on a platform
with aliens
to try on different shoes.
Dreams of fire. Dreams of pain.
Dreams of revolution.
Dreams of ''change''.
Dreams absurd.
That make me smile.
Dreams of lessons.
Where I run my trials.
When I wake, my dreams drape around me.
I leave them on my pillar and go forth.
I visit them often and listen.
and keep them like pebbles in a bag.
I rub and thank each one.
lol....i leave them on my pillow.
Pillow is good. I did notice the word pillar, and I kind of liked it. It was arresting, and gave the impression of a masterful gesture. It occurred to me it was kind of a masculine word for such a feminine poem, but then I like the humor of the image of trying on shoes with aliens for Buddha, and the questing spirit of the whole thing enough to think that pillar was a pretty good fit. See, someone was paying attention...and I really like the poem, either way! Is it lyrics? Does it have notes?
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nah.....i was just sitting here thinking....and reading.....and this is what popped up in my head. thanks for your comment. glad you dug it.
Loved that poem. Thanks Misty
Love U
Hey Misty,
That was beautiful!
I'm with Dave, could be a good song.......
Jez
Thank's for sharing it with us. Do you sing also????
Much Love,
Laura
oh yes!! singing runs in the family. it's my biggest joy and my best gift from the universe. I am thankful to music and the feelings that it brings.