Destiny Rises

October 25, 2006

Closing my eyes
I see thousands of litttle flickering lights
Each light is a different hue
Dances to the beat of an unheard song

Each light is an entrance to a new place
I dive into one
In front of me is darkness
And quiet

Rising in the distance
A cloud is shaped like a heart
Just above the peaks
Representing twin souls

Destiny still rises
In the quiet mind of a dreamer
Pleace of miracles is at hand
Just behind closed eyes

Type: Poetry

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