Kaleidoscope of Dreams
The view from afar,
Delights and intrigues.
Every moment we sleep,
Weaves a kaleidoscope of dreams.
The colors changing.
Patterns rearranging.
Light entering the chambers,
Subdued in golden amber.
Dreams appear vivid,
Striking and angled.
Constantly changing,
My kaleidoscope of dreams.
Awaking my senses,
Balancing my intentions.
Horizontally fixed and focused,
My kaleidoscope of colors.
The child in me explores,
The changing hues.
Sharp and crisp are the
fringes of my dreams.
Time pauses . . .
The earth stops spinning . . .
The kaleidoscope is causing . . .
My dreams surrender.
Surrendering to a change,
Much brighter,
Much stronger,
More clearer than before.
The array of colors swiftly changing.
A bright new world of shades exploding.
Shades of colors never before presented,
In my kaleidoscope of dreams.
©2014 by Lee Christine Brownlee.
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