In the middle

Dreams play child-like games,
running in circles chasing clover bees
in the waning light between the tower of pines,
laughter is found like a sweet prize.
I see you,
tag you’re it in tiny voices
ripple through the dust of years,
reminding the soul in the deepest places
of things that have become
part of the whole,
creation complete.
A new dawning in sleepwalking minds,
creeping across cool grounds
beneath the electric breeze,
sliding back in effortless moves
to nestle amongst the color
of a glittering life remembered,
I have come to this place
eyes wide open
and arms spread waiting
to embrace the change,
in the middle to touch easily,
all.

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