Imaginative Journey

July 5, 2016
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I feel wings grow on my back at the eye-full of night
A dark sky blemished yet perfected by starlight
Its moon pales any surrounding blackness
Silence is wordlessly broken by illuminated confidence

Glimmering hope burns the shadow of oblivion
Souls that bleed memories and are turning dim
Find more than just mercy cast upon them
As each one glides to the comfort of absolution

My own light rises high
Fingertips reaching up to trace time that has passed by
Extensions of bliss lift me towards twinkling friends
I begin my flight as free as a living gust of wind

A spark of optimism ignites within
At the mere thought of being one of them
Its radiance so intense it could glow in the ocean
Only becoming brighter as I near my destination
I raise my hand to greet nocturnal allies
Waiting for my wings to guide me up
But here I am still lying on grass
Not ever moving from my spot

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