
Her memories drift higher
as spirit travels
in lucid dreams,
carrying the load through
as she bounces on bliss,
to lightly touch down
for feather soft landings.
The world toys with life
like cat and mouse
playing hide and seek,
and she peers into the darkness
searching for light she finds
a kinder place to linger,
deep in the trenches of heart.
Rise above,
sweet child of the universe
and take the strings that play
the violins soothing tune,
float on goodness and smile
at the coming of a new day happening
before your eyes.
The beauty surrounds those that see
and she will share her gifts
with a humble heart.
Such a tender poem and this pictures goes with it perfectly.
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Thank you so much. ❤️
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A gentle poem, Kim. What a lovely journey into the universe.
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