The dreams dance on twisted light
i hear the birds start to take flight
i stand alone waiting for inspiration, or maybe
an invitation
to a better life.
peace surrounds me
stillness haunts me as i move slowly in search
and then i see a white owl on a perch
alone in its glory.
oh bent and twisted light, do not make me fight,
i will let it be
and then suddenly the clouds break free,
i can feel the sun shining down on…
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Posted on February 2, 2010 at 2:21pm — 2 Comments