Butterflies wings stir
Dust fallen from dreams
Sparkle what we think we see
Smoke what we know we see
Pieces of yesterday viewed tomorrow
Our thoughts free
Nothing ever lacks chains
Beholden to beliefs imagined
Ties that bind choke their captor
We are only blind to truths we need
My belief breadcrumbs
Dust fallen from dreams
Contrived shattering illusions of now
Shallow answers of life’s questions
Depth of feelings skin deep as well
Very nice!
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Thank you my dear. 🙂
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