~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
So was in a dream indeed
in space, in quiet being.
Danced on air and time stood still
through misty fog revealing.
These flashing skies and clapping booms
stand watching as time passes.
Sweet moisture, cool and gentle rain
without a wetness seeming.
Soft darkness passes lightly by
what was is now forgotten.
To waking full upon the day
in paradise abounding.
All with promise pregnant poised
awaiting only choices.
Reveals itself with breath and life
and moments as we make them.
The road, the place are all the same
for home is where the heart is.
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