sinner of souls
dragons who lay in wait
unaware of hidden desire
Searching for a safe place to hide within this dream
A nightmare it would seem as it brings tears
to stain my pillow, in shock I still lay
then a voice falls upon the sleeping ear
crystal in its clarity , were you able to listen
Tell me did you hear?
Of mystical wishes..Make me a bird..I wish to fly away..
maybe in that moment the truth came to you..
you failed to listen
to take heed to its call
then another page turns
forcing you to take a closer look
if a dream never haunted you
would it really be ever thought of as a dream
but rather a reflection of your own failed reality
from the raging rivers , of urgency to simply let go..
Allowing thy spirit to soar upon some vast empty shore
Graced by wings from souls of poets
No I shall never forget
Reaching for an enchanted book
The pages of life reminds me
I am the Mistress of my own fate
Married to myself...I could never belong to anyone..
I cling to the unspoken words
Of Poets ,Priest legends of nothing..
Racing though each chapter marking every verse
searching for its meaning
realizing this life has been unrehearsed
till I find the words that fell upon my sleeping ear
and understand the tears
Listening to the poets who share their hearts and fears
Chasing paper tigers in fields yet to be cleared
A balance of spirits, souls in search of our own fates..
only then shall it become ever so crystal
That I have become the Mistress of my own fate...
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