Give Away
Lying next to a sauntering stream,
I let my heart off to dreams,
Leaving behind the wreckage of shadows,
I gift myself off to meadows,
The fairies hold my hands together,
Casting a spell in a bed of heather.
And chant the words of patience and love,
We close our eyes and look above
To a sky full of hope,
a reaching hand, a helping rope,
I hold it tight so I can climb-
to places that are devoid of time.
Copyright © Sidra Firdous | Year Posted 2016
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