Dreamcatcher Fantasies

Caught within the web we are rolling pearls rolling towards the sea Golden dreams soft on pillows of joy bloom inside every pure hearts. Entering a new world of light and beauty, we find our destiny's path as our hearts become agates, pure diamond studs, ephemeral lights... Only in dreams are we truly free to be ourselves and follow the sail that glides us towards our Celestial home. As we follow our wishes through intricately woven threads of consciousness, we find our true selves. We find our courage as we swim the waters of hope and as our eyes adjust to a new reality, we find the meaning of each fantasy. Daring to become our authentic selves, our dreamcatchers glow with pride, watching our auras fanning out with colors richly bright. Enter into the realm of dreams and leave behind the world of day Create in you a space , a sanctuary of grace where you can live inside a dreamcatcher world, as safely as a magical fairy in the emerald forest. Caught within the web, we are pearls , rolling and rolling our way home. copyrighted: Mystic Rose
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Eslinger Avatar
September 30, 2021 at 3:15 PM
,Good evening, Mystic Rose Rose! I’ve lived a lot of this path but not through a dream catcher, tho like Christianity & Zen, too, the routes all aim to the same peak, and true self, as you so beautifully describe her. This poem is a triumph of poetically accounting the process of spiritual becoming. Bravo!
Skelly Avatar
September 27, 2021 at 1:17 AM
I like the idea of living within the dreamcatchers world. Must be a vast magical space of hidden hope and desire...Delice
De Beaulieu Avatar
September 26, 2021 at 11:49 AM
Hello Mystic Rose, Rose, I have two dram catchers. They catch all my dreams. I have repeated dreams and wonder what they mean. blessing. Hugs.
Buhagiar Avatar
September 26, 2021 at 6:55 AM
Is my heart pure? At the moment I need something to lift me up. Hugs.
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