Dreams And Shad Poem by Sharron Stephenson

The mirror I see, the reflection I seek in,
A nightmare of dreams. The spray of vision,
Across the plane of hope and words.

To stand in the middle of the storms eye,
And call to the hand of prayers and,
Love. To kneel at the foot of a hill,
And cuddle the phase of tears and death.

As the souls float towards the heavens,
Sky. The guard of guards surround the living and,
peace.

Gather the wings and shadows between the,
old and brave. Fold the table's
Wishes through the ears of a song and
The journeys wisdom.