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The Dream

The Dream

We are the subconscious of God

cast as stars born of dust

holding mysteries

for Him to entertain.

We are symbols in geometric mist,

designed for play

on colliding stages.

We are joyous novas

spinning in tune with

cosmic harmonics from

the fount of creation.

We are the dream infinitum,

His genesis,

His parable,

His hymn.


©Barbara Harris Leonhard@extraordinarysunshineweaver.com

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