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Top o' the Morning
 
My dreams soar high through crystal skies
aloft in astral flight
Drifting free on shifting breeze
banking left ...
then banking right
~
A reclusive need for solitude
spreading wings
within my thoughts
rising up through lonesome mist
Stoping all ...
'tis the love
I've lost
~
The rising sun
smiles
upon my face
triggers ...
coronary delight
above the clouds to Heaven's step
on the wings of love
my plight
~
My heavy shroud
soon
lifted high
six angels share its weight
Top o' the morning
I heard them say
as they passed
through Heaven's gate
~
We'll have your shroud
all cleaned and pressed
embroider hearts
Upon its nape
A Morning Dove shall lift it home
wear it well ...
it's Heaven's Cape
~
Descending home ...
can't help but notice
the world's a brighter place
A pristine air
pervades the sky

all tension
seems erased
~
Subconscious thought
soon nullified
Fresh air ...
inflates the hollow
I yawn and stretch as nature's song
sings through my open window
~
My dream serene starts fading fast
my thoughts
to reality ... focus
while reaching out to close the pane
a dove slips through
... unnoticed ...
~~~

By Eezebard_

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