Love's, Kiss of Lucidity

Dreams idyllic so weaved.... The sun yet to rise amid the still of an ancients early morn ~ With a train passing by upon this the first day in another falls arrival And, a little black cat befriended as of late inching nearer now Hoping for a moment in kindness, a morsel of food, a stroke aneath warmth Creation touching creation; lucidity; kisses of love.... Gazing into my beautiful Fathers eyes and all which becomes as light ~ Deep inside sidereals mirrored reflection that I find, heavens ever reaching To caress these spirits and bless their heart; this heart Searching for the key in this breath to be free ~ As a baby doe Listens closely unto the hunters explaining just why it is that They hunt to stock in craft to slay, their innocent precious loved ones?! While off the little cat goes amid the great unknown yet known; always Knowing; as the sun makes its way to greet the life of a new borne day Anointing these eyes and spirits and hearts and souls so weaved ~ Ancient; that they may find as a dream this key within, a mirrors reflection.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ....“Idyllic Creations Ever Reaching ~ `Loves, Kiss of Lucidity`” *