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[title] => Stardust and a Dream
[time] => 2003-02-27 19:20:00
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[bodytext] => Have you ever longed
For a world Where magic still exists? And where dreams CAN become reality? I have. I dreamt, of such a world once, so long ago, A world where I found Celestial bliss. I remember I walked upon a velvet carpet of grass As green as emerald, Speckled with sweet, young flowers That rose up high And gently tickled my bare skin. A cool breeze tenderly caressed My cheek On that warm sunny day And gently blew through my hair Chasing my worries away Bringing to me, The sweet fragrance of spring time flowers. In that land of eternal peace, I saw butterflies alight, Like curious baby deer Nosing a newly blossomed daisy In the lush, green grass, Never having known A single worry, Nor the meaning of the dark word Fear. Beneath that summer blue sky, void of clouds, I drank From a pool of crystal clear waters Right from the heart of the age-old mountains While the new-born cubs played In the bright sunshine All around me. I sat and admired As I leaned against a wizened oak tree, A pair of exotic peacocks courting, While I squeezed A shiny red berry Till the sticky, warm juice Trickled deliciously, Down my throat. At last, I fell asleep, Entranced By the exquisite play of fiery Golden-orange colors Cast by the sunset, With the memory of Sweet bird song High above me. And the silky fur of the head Of a shy little panther Under my hand. And I dreamt. There was a flash of light And I seemed to wake into The trance-like, silver moonlight. I heard the notes of a heavenly tune, So clear Against the silence of the night That lifted my soul In ecstasy. In that moment, I was invaded By a feeling of utter, complete bliss And serenity. I felt the blinding power Of the very heavens! Pour into my veins! With every beat of my heart! Such undreamt of power! To be able to move The very mountains from their roots! Slowly, I turned my head, And lo-behold! I glimpsed! I saw! I was honored with! The sight of the most stunning Creature to exist! Graceful and magnificent! The very embodiment Of beauty! It was a unicorn! Pure silver, flecked with gold, It tossed Its angelic head, A non-existent wind Gently Ruffling its Flowing mane and tail. It looked at me With its soft, wise, blue eyes And seemed to smile kindly, As if to a child. Like a jewel In the deep, night sky, Towards me, It nodded, Its delicate, diamond horn. As on a cue, Once again, The wondrous music started up Ever more poignantly And tore From my heart, Such sublime emotions My heart was full to burst! From joy And shatter From grief All together at once, The two halves of the soul United Under the spell Of the unicorn’s song. Something touched me Softly on the neck, Light as a petal, Floating, On the water. I glanced behind, And I saw, Small, soft, golden lights Falling from the stars. In wonder and amazement, I reached out to touch Those enchanting lights. Mystified, they glowed brightly On my skin And washed away my cares. And I smiled For the first time in my life I truly smiled, Tears pouring down my cheeks. Outlined by the Shining, silver Moon, The silhouette of the Beautiful, beautiful Legendary Horse, Once more nodded, This time, In farewell. Years have flown, Since I passed Into a sweet, Dreamless sleep, After that night, Yet age, Has not prevented me From yearning for It’s return Once more. And here as I lay, In my aged bed I dream That when the last sleep Comes again, I will once more, Visit that, Long, lost paradise Of mine, In a country, so far, far Away. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 49 [informant] => SunsetDolphin12 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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