Dreams

Darkness falls

and the sky

is lit only

by those light years

of souls departed

continuing on in infinity.

 

Will we become part of

the Light

souls among the rays of the sun

lit up in the moon

twinkling in the twilight stars?

 

Rising and falling

East and West

with the other celestial beings

wrapped in butterflies

for eternity.

 

Scarlet, Indigo and Oriental Poppy

dreams

leave me wondering

what is the Truth-

your voice she said once,

'You have honored me,

now proud me.'

 

I know not what this means

only that physically

I need you angels near

to help quell my fears

and continue to support

these words and works

and chores

that envelop my days.

 

The goddess Moon

Papa Sun

son and daughter stars

light our way

and enable our accomplishments.

 

Without them

there is only darkness

and even in death

I have seen and heard

the voices of men

leading me back to life.

 

The candle flame

embers of the fire

flicker and glow

a mirage

a substitute

a copy of the original

lights of night and day

that lead us through

our ways.

 

 

Reviews

[Justin Tobey]

What a beautiful poem!!! You've created a vivid, universal mood that dazzles the reader with colorful descriptive words and dream-like fantasies. I absolutely love the phrase "wrapped in butterflies." It's a vibrant, ethereal idea that made me smile. The first stanza made me think of the sky has a giant tunnel with thousands of souls steadily spiraling into it. You continued the feelings of infinity but gave it more substance than simply a void. This piece is definitely doing into my favorites!

[Lena M. P.]

The paths that have been walked before us, to guild us in our lives. This is a beautifully written poem. Powerful imagery, the play of souls encased in stars and in butterflies. Reminds me of a Native American story. Well done.

[Ken Simm.]

Coloured, ethereal and deep. Light and space. Very well written.