Glades in the Unreal

July 30, 2009
By Loki(norsegod) DIAMOND, Sapello, New Mexico
Loki(norsegod) DIAMOND, Sapello, New Mexico
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The glade in night,
the stars, they light,
the gentle shapes who glide,
across the tall grass,
q weightless mass,
a dragon, the lost sigh,
slowly, it will turn and twist,
across the land, and shifting mist,
a mystery by day,
for its soul, forevermore,
is kept, held at bay.

The author's comments:
In direct translation, its supposed to show the beauty behind the ideals and images that we rarely see, but know exist. They really show what we percieve as "inner serenity", I suppose you could say.

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