For a moment I drifted away from the
turmoil and un-tranquil moments at
hand, where inconsistencies failed
to plague my already aching heart
For a moment I left my body behind
transporting soul to a peace of mind
For a moment I was not myself, but
merely a wind dancing in the sunlit
day, a faerie that only exist in tales
For a moment my eyes closed to sleep
without the depression of unrelenting
dreams, dreams with dire casts and
plots from cruel days already past
For a moment I just was, I was just being
A/N Another very old poem. Wanted to share with you all.
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Poetry of the Heart & Soul #Wattys2016
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