Imagination
Whirling round, steady soul
Close your eyes, you'll never know
Gaze upon the simplistic float
The nothing surrounding this golded moat
Dragons eyes, secrets lost
Come glide with me in the dancing dust
Cowards spring from knees beneath
To comfort under the old oak tree
Hidden inside the hollowed hole
This journey here, douth take its toll
Hidden, hidden, hidden still
Ther dragons breath meets natures will
Oceans blue, holds the silence
Like angelic seas not seen since
Walk away above the air
The clouds so radiant....
Make beauty through my hair
Copyright © Kelly Fielder | Year Posted 2006
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