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| Burning Light Inside My Dreams The light is outside shining a well worn stoop, where I seldom glimpse sunsets since I stopped waiting for sun to rise. Burning with this dream-like energy that wants to spill forth, I too have seeds for the wind to disperse. Burning indoors with candle visions and tonight's wine, full bodied with just a hint of infinite possibilities, I rise to the door growing wider and taller than me, reach for the copper knob invisibly lost in this mist enveloping. how will I get out, stumbling, when dreams fear nowhere to play? I turn to one place, learn how the world played today to see what I missed, since I seldom replay the memories or reminisce. 8.13.20 "Burning light inside my dreams I wake up in the dark The light is outside my door..." This song is so truncated and wistfully sweet. What do you suppose she means? We can dream but reality is dark? Yet, if we look outside we'll see what's inside ourselves? I'm composing now in my head hoping I can come up with a worthy poem to relate to this song. I caught up on my sleep and I'm burning with this dream-like energy that wants to spill forth on this page... Dream another time |
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