WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES                

 

When I close my eyes I see what is.  Then I open them again and see what is not.  What a confusing experience is this whole world.  Yet, in the crevices where the folds of reality meet I find treasures being held in trust for me and mine. 

It isn't every day I can go there.  Sometimes I wait a very long time before my cheeks can reach for another tender touch.  The offerings I find in this inner place are sweet and kind and true.  They come from a Heart so full, so fine, that all I need to do is open my own to this Goodness contained within.

I sleep in gentle arms that hold me securely in a sparkling sky.  I am like a moon that pirouettes in a silent dance that moves the tides.  I am this wonder and so are you, though we are at present in a dream that says we are not.

Dare we awaken to all we are within?

Words & Pictures © by Arlene Graston
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