Dreams
I fly through the lace of dreams
Through air perfumed with words
I walk along the rim of high mountain
I sail in the clouds and swim in the ocean
My dreams of opal are colored with
Dark green tinted with the inks
Of crushed violets
My dreams are pieces of crystal,
Grass weaving, wind and sand,
My dreams are strands of silk
And translucent water of
Ever flowing river
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