constant taunting stars
eternally shining above
meander in this barren land
inquiring where my heart is
trying to find a hollow tree
flawless and untouched
new home to my memories
I bend and grasp my soul
no more turning to dust
rising from my ashes
as the phoenix rises
*
let it all go
***
©AvdL 2015
in my awaken dreams
I want wings to fly
where night never falls
I’ll leap from that cliff
reawakening of life
no more room for ashes
in my country of thoughts
where beauty unfolds
from all it has known
with no end in sight
my flight in transparency
moulding my untold wishes
like a bird, to soar on the winds
with a bounty of love
ad infinitum
©AvdL 2015
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