The Veil of Foolish Dreams
You set a veil, so beautiful and clean, over my head
It shimmered in the sunlight with its jewels and golden threads.
I felt so beautiful…
I felt so whole…
I felt so new…
We danced and the veil danced along with us as the wind swept beneath
carrying us like puppets in a show.
The joy that came across my heart was nearly too much to bare,
but for some odd reason I felt at home.
I felt so bright…
I felt so light…
I felt way up in the sky…
But then the storms came and started the race of dread
As the snow, sand, and rain tore at the veil by thread
One by one, each fell away, the gold, the silver, even the jewels dared not stay.
It was soiled…
It was torn…
It was ripped away…
The magic, the shine… the butterflies inside…
They all slowly and painfully faded away.
My partner, my guide, my beloved made of sky
ran with all his might to catch my fleeting veil of light
but like a breath it was spirited away within all the dread.
I fell…
I fell…
I fell, away to stay…
All our hopes, all our dreams were ripped out that day
as the veil fell from my head.
A bolt of lightning struck in its place burning all that remained
but as I watched the hellish blaze of the veil for whom my heart bled
I finally came to understand that the veil was never meant to stay.
It hid away within its shine and glimmer an exponential decay.
It was a farce, a mirage, an illusion that led me astray
I was fooled…
and there is nothing left to say…
Copyright © Patricia Moran | Year Posted 2014
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