What You See

It all depends on what you see in them.
A living heart, the diadem.
Shimmer of another realm of being.
Unlimited, another way of seeing.

Vibrations spun of silver-gold.
Intentions found in tales bold.
A hero needs to find his heroine.
Gossamer, she spins the angels' wings.

Defense melting into streams
of poetry - the angels dream
of loving hearts in life's reality.

One alone conjoined with all
the mystery of love's sweet call.
And endless fall, and then - awakening.

There never had to be a reason why.
Rising up and drifting down.
Releasing secrets ever found
in moment's of love's sweet infinity.

Prism of a rainbow's glow.
Love of life. The living flow
of magic cast in hues of afterglow.
Sparkling light of dreams so bright.
The vision must become reality.

It all depends on what you see in them.
A living heart, the diadem.
Shimmer of another realm of being.
Unlimited, another way of seeing.
Open up and live your love again...

? Michaelette ?

7/28/2003
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