To Touch the Whole

I ride on dragon's wings
through skies so blue they sing
of glories that exist
beyond the veiled mists
of mind

Letting go of all I know
the pain and sorrow finally flow
yet the winds of time in memory replay

scenes reborn of distant past
as a chill and icy blast
runs up my spine
for these memories were never mine

I know I am alone
yet I recognize the tone
as a synthesizer modifies the sound
and vibrations wheel round
inside my head

While we drift upon a thermal, flowing
toward the moon, so soft and glowing
as time and space dissolve
and descending grace resolves

the many moods
as the cool wind gently soothes
my heart and soul
then I open up my hand
and touch the whole

? Michaelette ?

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