Friday, August 08, 2014

Life, A Dream



she has no idea
about being gone
or staying still
she knows she loves
flowers in bloom
real or imagined
what is life
if not a dream
you wake from
only to enter
another one
and so on
going from dream
to dream until
one solitary day
you become part
of the unseen and
dream with those
who've gone on
those on this side
dream you too
in the warp and weft
that is life's tapestry


poem copyright © 2014 Odilia Galván Rodríguez.
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photo copyright © 2014 R. Loya.  All Rights Reserved.

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