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Jan 2022
Collective consciousness works well when you need
to get together and make your fondest dreams come
true within your heart, you have stored away so many
places you have been wanting to see, the trees, flowers
birds to make you fly with excitement.

Abide in my admiration collected by the unknown
forces of my imaginary mind of fancies and fairies
hiding under mushroom stools.

Gradually following the nearest star capturing its
sweet essence to shine my invisible light around
every part of Mother Earth in silence, what a world
we live in, wanting so much more than we can see!

Never stop roaming through the heavens of beauty
swinging on the stars, sprinkling fairy dust all over
my favorite field of wildflowers, blowing freshly in
the breeze, magical energy flowing at the perfect time
to each twinkle of the stars.

Come and collect your special gift, it's here for the
taking if you believe hard enough to manifest it!
Dreams are real, not just for children wishing
on a star, it's for those who have never let that
child die in them, letting go of all make-believe and real
realities, dying slowly without a dream or goal in the
heart of living the best you know how!

Must keep that youthful child alive by exploring through
your whole being, your energy marking the crossroads
you shall travel upon while youth continues within the
still waters of tranquility, a pool spinning around and
around to the end.

(Let those rainbows continue to delight)

Copyright ⓒ DerenaBree( All Rights Reserved)
Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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