In slumber. 

In slumber you are an ancient whisper caressing the edges of my existence. A divine source leading me through the darkness of reality. My beacon of love that beckons on the breeze of a lonesome sea mist. Your presence is the hypnotism of my soul I am led blindly into a universe of our own creation. In slumber you are the soft kisses on the nape of my neck, the gentle stirring of my spirit that soars across white clouds toward the dawning sun, you are the arms that hold me so I never fall, your love the strength within my wings to fly. In slumber you are the ancient whisper to my soul of a unity torn from the minds. In slumber you are the treasure I never knew I sought. 
Karen Hayward ©2016

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