Guest guest Posted August 15, 2007 Report Share Posted August 15, 2007 Randy you are a most beautiful writer!!!!Randy <jqpublic_59@...> wrote: As You Lie sleeping (written 8/10/07) As you lie sleeping, engulfed in the serinity of slumber, find me there. Place me there, within your silken rainbow dreams. Let us embrace. Let us baske in the sharing of heartbeats and souls. Let us become a light as one. A love as one. No seperation nor distance. The eternal moment, ours, held tightly and cherished until the screaming sunrise finds your eyes; The murderous slaughter of bliss. As you find your slippers and zombie-walk towards morning coffee, you reflect back and it seemes real. Very real as all dreams do. Yet, with your waking I become nothing. A shadow's shadow until you find me again... as you lie sleeping and everso content with your definition of real. (sighs). Randy Be a better Globetrotter. Get better travel answers from someone who knows. Answers - Check it out. Anastasia Got a little couch potato? Check out fun summer activities for kids. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 16, 2007 Report Share Posted August 16, 2007 Dear Brother Randy, Simply beautiful. This really touched my heart. I have often thought of dreams as my most wonderful " dimension of love " and this poem really resonates so much with me. I like the description of the zombie like walk for the coffee and then returning to sleep, the remembering... Thank you so much, I am in awe of the beauty of the words... Namaste, LUNA- -- In , Randy <jqpublic_59@...> wrote: > > As You Lie sleeping > (written 8/10/07) > > > As you lie sleeping, > engulfed in the serinity of slumber, > find me there. > Place me there, > within your silken rainbow dreams. > Let us embrace. > Let us baske in the sharing > of heartbeats and souls. > Let us become a light as one. > A love as one. > No seperation nor distance. > The eternal moment, ours, > held tightly and cherished > until the screaming sunrise > finds your eyes; > The murderous slaughter of bliss. > > As you find your slippers > and zombie-walk towards morning coffee, > you reflect back > and it seemes real. > Very real > as all dreams do. > Yet, with your waking > I become nothing. > A shadow's shadow > until you find me again... > as you lie sleeping > and everso content > with your definition > of real. > (sighs). > > > > Randy > > > --------------------------------- > Be a better Globetrotter. Get better travel answers from someone who knows. > Answers - Check it out. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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