The White Rabbit Poem by Alexander Thomas

The White Rabbit



Never a man of any faith I was bestowed upon by the divine,
Long ago after I first set eyes on you in dreams there had been a sign,
Seven years later when events mirrored the dream it was a clue,
That showed me it had been my destiny to come to you,

After the realisation for the meaning of dreams I went in search,
And into Alice In Wonderland I found myself at Oxford's Christ Church,
To find The Tom Quad fountain was the origin for the sea of tears,
The pool that Alice and I both discovered is much more than it appears,

Alice found herself there after being flooded with emotion,
The consequence of drinking the medicine potion,
Disorientated in a new reality of symbols both mysterious and strange,
It was the incitement to a profound and permanent change.

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