Meditation - Vision
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In my mind the gallery is vast and dreamy,
The corridors are full of whispers calling;
I open a door to a land green and steamy.
It seems a thousand birds are in trees leafy,
Their wild sonorous song like violins whining;
In my mind the gallery is vast and dreamy.
I walk a dream forest and my mind goes freely,
All about is enchantment surreal and twining;
I open a door to a land green and steamy.
Lush tendrils reach out with fingers thorny,
And murmurous hummingbirds glide stunning;
In my mind the gallery is vast and dreamy.
Lovely flowers in every hue seem so sleepy,
Oh the butterflies are so colorful and dazzling;
I open a door to a land green and steamy.
This arcane dream so eerie with winds breezy,
My journey gorgeous, divine and winding;
In my mind the gallery is vast and dreamy,
I open a door to a land green and steamy.
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April 28, 2016
Poetry/Villanelle/Meditation - Vision
Copyright Protected, ID 16-783-448-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, More Than The eye Can See
sponsor, Mystic Rose
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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