The carriage road ahead filled with pixies and sprites, spearing our dreams with wanton madness; invisible ushers, guiding lamplighters, shewing us to their nightly inn.
Souls, like beacons in the night, Guiding us in their hopeful light, Upon human fringes, nightly hill,
Elemental souls hubbubbing still.
"Le Rêve" caught my attention, Rockie; seeing as it is French for "The Dream." Your verses also cause me to stop and to ponder. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you,
Because we have an opportunity to choose our attitude and focus our intentions in the present moment, the world and our own personal lives are a reflection of our thoughts. It is our 360 degree review on how we think. Put simply, our job is to fully
Ron
SHORT N SWEET... N CAUSE TO PONDER...
MERRY CHRISTMAS !
Regis