Lucid Dream of Masquerade

My fears lay awake in a lucid dream, the compass for where I stand.  Had I the wisdom to depart from this place I don’t belong, the grace wisdom brings ought be present in me, and I would never have found myself here.  I did not have that wisdom, nor the grace it affords.  My … Continue reading Lucid Dream of Masquerade


The Calling

  The Calling~ I glanced to the wind blowing past me todayMy Spirit swept by like a stranger, though lookingTold a story and touched the earthCalling dead leaves and memories to the ground Crisp and crackling, dancing across stonesGathered and placed to mark a gardenIt’s bringing me home I can hear the wind sayWhistling between rocks that hold … Continue reading The Calling