SerendipityA Poem by Dream Weaver
I am lost within this Forrest of false prophecies awakened by resonance ringing pastels of days gone by.
Rose petals litter just beyond this beaten path of serenity. Serendipity shall intervene. Draping branches doubting one another exists.
Fairies and gnomes enchantingly guide you, beside you, but only so far, for it is you your own worst enemy that denies you a satisfying conclusion of what is and what is not?
Crystal clear streams cast a reflection of hope only to obstruct my vision, I become flustered how truly poignant we are yet still unresolved… © 2013 Dream WeaverReviews
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