Source: We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

The Dream…

A pale thread of
golden light 
brushed her face
 
looking outside
she saw it lighted
a path in the 
Darkness…
 
Did she dare follow?
Where could it lead?
 
She felt as though
the light was
attached to 
her soul…
her very being…
Drawing her into
the Darkness…
the unknown…
 
Her feet were not
her own…
following the 
tiny lighted path
that ended in 
a glowing meadow
 
The light dimmed…
A figure emerged…
Calling her…
Beckoning…
Safe…
Secure…
 
Finally she saw him
The old  man said,
“I have been waiting for you.”
 
And…
 
The Dream Ended…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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