Apr 2017
Sun Gate by moonlight
The Ruins below glimmering
Dream light shines bright
Ancient magic shimmering
To our souls the dreamscape experience is real
Our Consciousness connected -- together we stand
So much unknown except what I feel
The flutter of my heart, the touch of his hand
We take flight through the mist
As the world below gleams
Adventure beckons and I can't resist
So Mountain Man became the Man of My Dreams
The Ruins below glimmering
Dream light shines bright
Ancient magic shimmering
To our souls the dreamscape experience is real
Our Consciousness connected -- together we stand
So much unknown except what I feel
The flutter of my heart, the touch of his hand
We take flight through the mist
As the world below gleams
Adventure beckons and I can't resist
So Mountain Man became the Man of My Dreams
A Lucid Dream of Machu Picchu
I posted this on February 20th, but sadly today accidentally deleted it. So I am re-posting. My gratitude and apologies to the hundreds of you who already read it, the dozens of you that already liked it, and those of you who commented, encouraged me, and honored me when you posted it on your pages or added it to your collections. Keep dreaming, Lucid Dreamers!
I posted this on February 20th, but sadly today accidentally deleted it. So I am re-posting. My gratitude and apologies to the hundreds of you who already read it, the dozens of you that already liked it, and those of you who commented, encouraged me, and honored me when you posted it on your pages or added it to your collections. Keep dreaming, Lucid Dreamers!
(Texas)
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