Mythos


                            Pen touches paper
                         Thoughts become words
                             Fantastic visions
                            Seen but not heard
                          Worlds made of colors
                             Splashes of light
                            Places of dreaming
                             For an inner sight
                             Imaginary people
                            A storybook nation
                          The crafting of wonders
                            The act of creation
                         Hate fades from memory
                            Life holds its breath
                            Love is awakened
                          From a temporal death
                           Worries lose meaning
                              Troubles expire
                            For a brief moment
                       Passions once more catch fire
                             Leaving the body
                           The spirit takes flight
                        To dance with the shadows
                         That appear in the night.

From Valerie's Library.


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