...Opening...

In a field of opiate crystals

where dreams and fog do sleep

upon the brow of the sleeping mystic

where memories are buried deep

as a piano plays under phantom fingers

the soul mate ghost within her lingers

along the fringes of a misty dawn

where the sunlight threatens to carry on

where every moment is eternity

where time and breath cease to be

under the soft roots of me

in the Opening of the Way...

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Carole Anzolletti 2 years ago from The Phantom Queen's Labyrinth Author

Aw thank you so much!


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AUPADHYAY 3 years ago from INDIA, UTTAR PRADESH STATE, KANPUR CITY

Beautiful poem, caroleanzolletti, marvelous hub. Thanks for sharing it.

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