A dream unfolds, of stories untold
Brightness, that golden luster.
For a moment I am blinded
Freezing my thoughts, calming my soul.
Slowly, gently – the luminosity unfolds
the mystic world in its nutshell,
Of a choir of golden voices,
Of webbed patterns in neon brights,
Of angels guided in musical bliss,
An epitome of synchronicity.
The brilliance spreads out in ripples
As I make my first contact
With this world I dreamed of
My mind is pure and peaceful
As I break contact from the outside
To reconnect with myself
In a sway and a trip and a twirl and a whirl
I dance my heart out
While my body and soul unite
To become what really is me.
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a lovely poem, thanks for sharing it.
Thanks! That was a quick comment
Glad you liked it!
very good to see this
Thank you very much!
It great to see my work appreciated by seasoned writers such as you.
lovely…
Thanks Amrutha!