Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Showing posts with label magic and dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magic and dreams. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

To Dance upon the Clouds



Caught in the cycle of existence like a animal that forages the forest grounds for winter storage . Survival was based on getting through one day at a time . The child in me never fails to question.Was not looking back and moving forward defeat or victory ? Character is built upon the long journey that twist unclear paths through the briar berry bush ouch! Was this life’s great lesson? Yesterday lay the ground work for tomorrows dreams. I had forgotten to dream , as joyous as a dream maybe it is nothing unless shared.
Dreams teach the heart to dance up the clouds and the soul to grasp your hand in flight.

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A little bit of rain , a little bit of sunshine
A little bit of love, a little bit of heart break
I can't stop from loving you.....
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Autumn's world is my escape. When I need to get away no one or nothing can't hurt me.