I had a dream
Leaping stone to stone
Above a stream
Beneath me faces
Of the dead and old
Around the mist
Of the silent cold
I ran from place to place
Enflaming candlelight
Step by step along
A never ending staircase
Arriving on the top of
A tower, left alone
Haunted by a wooden rockinghorse
I threw down marble stone
By which I made a sacrifice
To fires burning bright
That saved me with its blazing flame
Within this bitter night
(And when I woke I saw it clear
As morning sun after a storm
My memories I couldn't bear
Still stuck in me like roses thorns)
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 12:35 PM UTC
I had a dream
Leaping stone to stone
Above a stream
Beneath me faces
Of the dead and old
Around the mist
Of the silent cold
I ran from place to place
Enflaming candlelight
Step by step along
A never ending staircase
Arriving on the top of
A tower, left alone
Haunted by a wooden rockinghorse
I threw down marble stone
By which I made a sacrifice
To fires burning bright
That saved me with its blazing flame
Within this bitter night
(And when I woke I saw it clear
As morning sun after a storm
My memories I couldn't bear
Still stuck in me like roses thorns)
A dream I experienced after assisting my first ***** donation.
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