I just walk through my day as I stroll through a dream Where all things are as possible as they may seem, Where the moon rides the daytime, the sun rides the night For surely this means that both periods are bright, From the shadows hang silver, from twilight hangs gold For the beauty we see is to have and to hold, Even inverted streams that flow through the dawn air Give us more treasured images we can all share.
I dip my toes in a puddle that rainbows a dream In soft circlets of colour that ripple and gleam, And I wash my face gently with life’s whispered breeze Then I dry it again with the winds of the trees, There is so much to see in a moment of time So many silk pages of immortal rhyme That come back on the echoes of what’s gone before And quietly tap on each window or door.
I call out to a lark as it sings to the sky With no need to wonder, no need to ask why How Heaven can sing in such soft feathered ways Like the angels we dream of from our childhood days, There is sometimes a laugh, and yet sometimes a cry When the roses have bloomed, or the well has ran dry, Yet my day wanders on in our dream’s blessed calm With a prayer of contentment that keeps me from harm…
Thanksgiving never will I forget Hopping in the car for a very long ride to grandma’s house With heavy frost on the grass, glistening in the sun Singing songs and counting grain bins to pass the time Now the frost
I kissed the pillows of her cheeks. Covering myself in the blanket of her caress. While here nothing is heavy. Maintaining the balance of smiles in the bed of her arms She doesn’t mind my snore, relaxed in complete comfort.
Last night I dreamed but not of Manderlay. It was instead of the Oak Ridge Cemetery, in Springfield where death evokes life. The moon bathed everything with its silvery beams making it easy to find my way through row upon
Drifting through the meadow of love On a boat above the clouds Looking down on the face of Earth Colors of a Rainbow on dusty brown Creatures running round and round Demons slaying innocent dreams A gush of red flows