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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Dream

The Dream

in its bones
all worlds that must or ever will be.
We rush to set them free
and seek our selves on that journey,

what is dear—
yet so afraid of the opening door.
Unaware that before
we throw wide this door or this dream,

must be done
with searching outside the self and learn
all that, for which we yearn
draws us to plunge, to trust, enter

again seek
within the damp, deep inside our soul.
Our world unfurl, one whole.
With flash and flesh and ache, wake us!

(Words are mine.)

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