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Written for Kate Clifford's Anything Is Possible Contest |
IN THE REALM OF DREAMS Anything is possible in the realm of dreams; They are all too real or so it seems - I walk again with family long since gone, and sit at a long table, talking for just a little bit, Then turn away from them, and start to fly high above the clouds in a clear blue sky; I find myself searching through forest and maze; for a beloved old face upon which to gaze. My mother stands alone by a crystal fountain, high above me on a distant mountain. I reach for her but she is gone once more; The road I travel is to her door. She beckons me in with a welcoming smile and the love I knew is back with me awhile. I have no need to feel all alone, for in my dreams I can go back home. Then the brightest light I have ever seen appears before me within my dream. And a gentle voice tells me all is fine; and I believe that home in Heaven is mine. Countrymom 9/1/03 |