Butterfly Wisdom – A Dream

A Dream

 A Dream

Stone on my heart, heavy

with black underneath

No notice of twilight, deep

Cold and deserved frozen complete

 

Hands of time, still

with experience incomplete

Sweetness unravel memories, tear

  Ice and immure darkness begin to retreat

 

Question forms on my lips, why 

within light still burns
Smell a whisper of roses, sweet
Faint movement and beat

 

Do I dream, now?

Do I begin to feel?

Am I awakening? Hope.

 Is that gentle love that I feel?

 

With Light and Love, Portia SLB

 

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3 Responses to Butterfly Wisdom – A Dream

  1. MelissaLB says:

    Elegantly put! Hope!

  2. Pat N says:

    Lovely!  

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