DREAM CHASER
Within the chasm
Somewhere between this world and a dream;
She dances proudly.
Proclaiming her love
Unreservedly, with the passion
Only known to those who believe in her.
Unbridled, free, she continues this ritual
Alone, mysteriously in that dwelling
Between the mist of the waterfall and the forest.
In the midst of sleep, in the midst of slumber
The winged Unicorn practices her steps
While writing subliminal messages to the clouds.
The dawn beckons the sunlight
Morning comes, and on some bedside table
Lies a broken snow-globe.
With that shattered illusion
Comes reality, another day
A different day, a new found hope.
© : Ludolf R. Grollé
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