Threads connected our dreams inside
placed secretly within us, centuries ago
lifetimes ago - with this time in mind
sweet knowing so sewn in our souls
arrives with this awakening, happening now
breeze sweeps spirit in blowing your mind
like a feather brushing by your sleeve
you barely notice the shift; yet it is
crossing our paths like braided ropes
binding together these long lost hopes
the dreams we left behind
for this place; for this time
No comments:
Post a Comment