Shifting Sands -Rambling Poet-
Shifting Sands, ( A Collaboration Constance ~Rambling Poet )
by~ CONSTANCE
And in this dream . . . I am lost in endless sand . . .
Where clouds rise and disappear
A land of shifting and sultry heat
Where the ground ripples like waves at sea . . .
Magical, mysterious and mirage filled
It stretches to the horizon and beyond
The wind blows my white gown like wings
My veil falls to reveal long black hair, billowing . . .
I watch him coming over the yellow sand
His Arabian horse galloping . . .
I am breathless with my love for him
No sound can be heard but that wind thundering
And the sand shifting . . .
Part 2
And in this dream .. . I am, still lost, in endless sand . . .
Falling, endlessly
Into his Arabian eyes, I float
My feet interlocking with the shifting sand
This dream, I managed to catch
From the dream catcher's arms . . .
I wrap myself, in a blanket of yellow sand
Refusing, to open my eyelids
To the Universal Consciousness of morning light . . .
I swim the river, I sink in the quick sand
I hold on tight to this mirage
A place where, I create
Whatever future and destiny, I desire . . .
In this dream, I walk across the sands
In the dead of night
I am here, my mind, so far, lost .
Counting every breath, I reach out to touch his hand . . .
We gallop across the shifting sands
Nestled beside him, my head pressed against his chest
In this dream, my eyes are closed tight
I only see the shifting horizon, over and over
A million times and a million times, again
A Collaboration with *Constance A Rambling Poet
~MY COLLABORATION CONTEST~
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