In Dreams

In dreams he came a shadowed mist,
floating the breezes from across the hills,
gently swaying in the motion,
of the mornings golden sunlight kiss.

Forgetting his loneliness,
and through the mist
his reflection  breaks
staring into the fire coloured lake.

Beyond the dusky orange hues,
emerging slowly through the surface,
the apparition of one so tender,
he knows his prayers have then been answered.

It is no ghost staring back,
dreaming of a better life
in some faraway land,
not threatening, just holding her hand.

He gently draws her close to him,
into the comfort of his warm embrace,
lovingly he looks into her eyes,
and knows he's found that love within.

Never forgetting, when his life was lonely,
with inner beauty
nothing can stop him,
from making his life whole again.

No hesitation from within her heart,
she knows that she has found her love,
she cradles his face so lovingly,
and accepts his love so willingly.

As they play the wind with closed eyes,
envisaging love so true ,
that takes them where there is no time,
no more tears...or feeling blue.

Copyright Elga Bretton and Andy Turner
8 August 2004 - All Rights Reserved