Monday, November 23, 2009

I found in my lost*

I found in my lost*

In my bedroom a few feet away I see the curtains there
I gaze out that window and also see and ask wonder where
My daydreams in openness bring me to a place far off and beyond
I can see that place clearly in my imagination as it is where I found
This place is in storybook charm and love with magic all around
It is a place in my Soul with rhythm, beauty, vibrations and sound
I contemplate on coming back as it is time for me to go
I will remember that day in my bedroom looking at what I know

Dom*Colucci 2009

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