Sister"s Poem
Quixotic Princess: My eyes close firmly, Sleep comes softly Dulling my senses Brushing the corners of subconscious mind Weary of balancing Toppling boxes I stacked to the sky Vainly reaching for order Reason in my days Sleep is toppling struggle Respite from order Reason gives way to relaxation As darkness paints the palate of dreams Dancing through the shadow is a woman Pain fills her eyes But her movements are graceful Leaping and laughing Transference of emotion tugs my heart The Pain a living Love Refused her for higher purposes But wrapped in her soul's song Grace in the dance Leaping with knowledge gained Laughter scatters love-stars into her path Closer, she dances, closer Dream within a dream Her dream fills in the edges of mine Shading the shadows with layers A negative of life's photograph My eyes saw dreams, hers, reality.
Which is the right path to seek? A dreaming reality or a reality carved from dreams? Dismissed as a mental issue, I turn to run A tree stops me short Skinny and twisted to odd proportions Her laugh rings out "Welcome to my castle!" A fence fades into view Gleaming, white-washed She leaps up, crying aloud "Come one, come all, see the artist on a tightrope!" Hummingbirds appear, turn to dragonflies Before my eyes the flowers turn to gems I'm walking on the clouds now, desperate for the drop surely coming She dances on the treetops...
on the trees? My mind begins to bend into understanding An understanding bred of fearful symmetry.
"The world has an opposite," she giggles "A mirror image only I can see!" Possibility becomes reality Wishing on a star catapults me to a galaxy I'm finding pillars to be little stepping-stones The ant has transformed to my snow-white steed "Now you are here to dance through dust motes To slay the dragons guarding dripping caves You are shown the path to fairy kingdoms To hear their laughter, wind chimes, in a glen.
" On an impulse, my eyelids flutter A four-post, down spread, pillow heaped, huge bed My limbs weighed down by gravity again The light now pierces, blinking in a new day An odd occurrence, surely imagined Swiftly passes through my sluggish brain Dismissed on whim of moment, dreams behind me I swing my feet o'er the edge, and to my feet A wobbling stand, and shaky walk Make my way to warm up in the sunshine I lift my head to smell the breeze Close my eyes...
I see you, Princess.
Of a sudden, I hear wind-chimes.
Which is the right path to seek? A dreaming reality or a reality carved from dreams? Dismissed as a mental issue, I turn to run A tree stops me short Skinny and twisted to odd proportions Her laugh rings out "Welcome to my castle!" A fence fades into view Gleaming, white-washed She leaps up, crying aloud "Come one, come all, see the artist on a tightrope!" Hummingbirds appear, turn to dragonflies Before my eyes the flowers turn to gems I'm walking on the clouds now, desperate for the drop surely coming She dances on the treetops...
on the trees? My mind begins to bend into understanding An understanding bred of fearful symmetry.
"The world has an opposite," she giggles "A mirror image only I can see!" Possibility becomes reality Wishing on a star catapults me to a galaxy I'm finding pillars to be little stepping-stones The ant has transformed to my snow-white steed "Now you are here to dance through dust motes To slay the dragons guarding dripping caves You are shown the path to fairy kingdoms To hear their laughter, wind chimes, in a glen.
" On an impulse, my eyelids flutter A four-post, down spread, pillow heaped, huge bed My limbs weighed down by gravity again The light now pierces, blinking in a new day An odd occurrence, surely imagined Swiftly passes through my sluggish brain Dismissed on whim of moment, dreams behind me I swing my feet o'er the edge, and to my feet A wobbling stand, and shaky walk Make my way to warm up in the sunshine I lift my head to smell the breeze Close my eyes...
I see you, Princess.
Of a sudden, I hear wind-chimes.
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