Ah, what dreams,
what prayers and
memories of songs
we whisper
into the night
between the pillow
and the dawn;
to see, to feel,
embrace, the very breath
of God.
Dreams,
(I’ve heard)
are merely
whispering echoes of the heart.
May your heart, forever,
shout aloud
your presence
into a waiting world
as all dreams
awake for you.
~r.
Dec, 2007,
R. Braley
(astralshepherd)
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An enjoyable piece...
An enjoyable piece; really connected with the opening two stanzas; wonderfully done. --Joe

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May your heart, forever,
shout aloud
your presence
into a waiting world
as all dreams
awake for you.
very subtle thoughts and erudite writing



