Patience said, some day Prince will come~
yet it did not walk in worn shoes;
only ones fit for Cinderella’s feet,
with satin gown draped over fantasy frame,
hourglass of golden sands which sparkled
through looking glass into garden
on crystallized bottom.
The reflection cast not just a costume
for masquerade ball of life,
but mask worn to conceal character
or imperfections.
Hides Heart of inner child
within secure confines of consciousness
and core of Soul, secrets locked
so no harm done from exposure.
Belief said, look beyond at beauty~
press palm and close eyes,
imagine paradise passed reality.
Feel the touch of Time stop,
for just a moment.
Dance on air, allow clouds to be stage...
before the brass clock strikes midnight,
as if in a Dream within Dream~
notice insecurities become insignificant,
Angelic harps announce arrival.
Beyond the banks, meadows rise
with castle under clear pillows of mist.
Just like drawings done in charcoal,
made on makeshift canvas
before slumber.
Words wandered from lips to speak,
glass catches condensation~
strong hands extend out eagerly.
Windows release wind to communicate,
breeze blows song.
Same one recited when this stranger stared
and entranced eyes turned innocently away.
His mouth motioned to come closer,
request hard to resist.
Remember drawing Prince on steed,
yet this encounter, he stood still~
firmly grounded.
It felt like feathers encompassed entirely
to finalize connection, show clearly
what needed to be seen also felt
even experienced.
Emotions evident he did not ignore...
Pure energy exchanged also glances
with hands entwined, each finger
traced over the other.
Spirit said, to go on joint journey~
not be afraid for Mind painted picture,
has control of scenery and serenity.
Let Heart hear his beat.
He will come again, another opportunity
scribed on papyrus pages to be continued,
for a priceless part of him left permanent
after he etched his name on the oak frame…
Gold trophy winner
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Jeannie
s and much love always,
