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Poetry

Dreamer

In sleep they come on silent feet,

Having been set free.

The hopes and dreams are now unleashed –

This hidden part of me.

Their mission to awaken parts

That sleep while it is light.

Longings and what’s under wraps

Come out to dance at night.

Their vestiges remain with me

Still near enough to feel.

Visions, colors, touch and songs,

A place sublimely real.

This waking world is only part

Of what creates the whole.

Unencumbered pathways meet

Welcoming the soul.

And in this morning’s quiet hush

It’s easy to receive.

For I have touched the hem of God

His gift for me – believe.

– RG

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