As a child she was promised shiny dreams
But the dream bearer left without a word
As a young woman she was promised shiny dreams
But the dream bearer then was too coward
Now she is promised shiny dreams
But the Sun is where the dream bearer flies toward
The three wise men bring dreams
Bare darkness
The three wise men
Bare all
How many times can the child be abandoned
How many times can she fall
One wise old woman holds her heart
Sets off along glittery streams
Pushing aside each wise man
As she reaches toward her dreams.
Tag: Freedom
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The wind blew through her hair
Her breath deep and full
She stood atop the mountain
Gazing over the landscape still
Her feet started to edge forward
A walk became a run
And suddenly she was sprinting
Down the mountain side for fun
High pitched excitement escaped her face
Her arms flailing wildly
Until she reached the bottom
And looked back up so gladly
Out of breathe and panting
She started back up the mountain
Until she reached the top again
And tumbled down it like a fountain -
Our eyes unlock the secret chamber
Where we whirl the frequencies between us
Creating worlds only for the two of us
Free, full and nimble
To dance in the light of our spirits
You allow me distance, from my denseness
Our connection brings, our poetry