Like mirrors looking back
to forgotten paths,
laughing, loving, dreaming-
dream's food, images de'ja vu.
On echoing notes thoughts ride
a magic carpet through endless sky,
timeless moments,
worlds unknown,
but known.
Spirit of Light,
Goddess of Night
whose starburst flush my eyes,
could it be my old home,
a friend, a love, a life?
What piper this be
who guides me here?
What god he serves,
what rite?
Lost in the sound,
stripped and bear,
free willing spirit I am
floating in air.
'Cross twinkling lakes
and bamboo streams, drenched
in winds of unchained melody
and love unbound
through space and time.
Copyright 2008 Francis D. Daniels
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