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Imagining

I can only imagine
how it would be
to dance among
the poppies of Spring
upon wings of butterflies,
lingering for a while
to inhale the beauty
of the blossoms there.

And if I could soar
with the seabirds
out over the sea
and glide upon
trade winds to
places far away,
I can only imagine
how it would be.
Or to hitch a ride
on the tail of a kite
and drift up so high
and to sit on the edge
of clouds of cotton
with sunbeams
shining upon my face.

But content I am
to dream sweet dreams
of night as day has
melted into the night
and mystical melodies
sing me to sleep and
angels’ wings carry me
on moonbeams and
starshine to the edge
of night and toward
a new day and dawn.

And as I begin a brand new day,
I can only imagine how it would be.

(c) bak 11-26-10
barbara kausteklis

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