Dreams Call To Your Soul Voice
Wisps of inspiration, subtle spiritual delight
Muse dances on gray beam, flashing saucily
Letting in nurturing light, gentle sweet softness,
Night’s magic flute, calls to your soul voice, level unknown
Except in natural light dream state.
Angelic whispers, tittering, so subtly, kindly unnoticed.
Reflecting ethereal power of soul’s honesty mirror.
Daytime words given gracefully during dream magic.
Ancestral flow, unbroken, understood, unrehearsed.
Nightly heart-soothing REM sleep magic.
Poet floats effortlessly near God’s sweet heavenly gate.
Muse satisfied, deep sleep welcome, mind undisturbed.
Humanity restored, truth satisfied, magic sand sprinkled
With heartfelt and pure spirit, inspiration resumes at soul level.
Written 9-9-2018 Contest 495
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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