THE DOOR TO DREAM
Are you listening to stars glistening,
When the wind is perfectly still?
Do you touch Romance in dreams of Chance,
Wonder if you ever really will?
In the snow falling, is coldness calling
For love to somehow set your free?
Open the door to dream once more,
There awaits your Destiny.
Abuzz in the air, a tingling there,
Facing the morning sun.
The blessings of Dawn newly cast upon
The ever fearless "one".
Spread your wings while the soft wind sings
And dance across the sky.
From ashen sorrow, pristine Tomorrow
Wakes with a thunderous cry.
Bright, bold and vast, she whistles past,
Sweet Lightning in her prime.
The Goddess, fair, of all the air,
But prisoner to Time.
With cringe and groan all earth you've known,
Suffers long by her death.
Never a pardon within the garden
Of misting Baby's Breath.
Darkness impeding, Love Lies Bleeding,
Retracts the silvery rose.
The flaxen feel of waxen zeal
Melting wings might impose.
Delivered trust, sifted like dust,
Does Destiny decay.
Closing the door to dream-no more,
All splendor fades away.
Michael R. Anderson
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 01-14-2000).]