Silently awakened from dreams of interior thoughts on
life and it's purpose, fruitfully thinking about it's
impact on choices made during feelings of depression
and grief.
Butterflies of decisions land in fragile lace doilies,
trying on new concepts, searching for novel adventures
and coming to conclusions through dreams, silently
awakened in moonlight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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