Mystic Meadows
photo source: Gayle Shoemaker Fetick
Once upon a time
I dreamed of mystic meadows
exploding in springtime wildflowers
birds, bees and beauty galore
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feasting on bountiful blossoms
dispensary of divine nectar
resting in that mystic meadow
I float on puffy clouds
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imagining bold adventures near and far
fanciful journeys of mind and soul
fully satiated by the beauty found
ready to return to waking life
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The delightful photo above was taken by my friend Gayle Shoemaker Fetick. Check out her wildflower collection taken this spring. One of these years, I’m going to see this glorious treat in person. Thanks for the inspiration Gayle!
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What a lovely lovely dream! 🙂
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Yes, it is, especially when I get to go there in person too. 🙂
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Even better!! 🙂
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Actually the dream was pretty good too, reminds me of your fairy tales. XD
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🙂 how sweet! 🙂
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Yes you are! XD
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It’s a beautiful poem, Brad. Methinks you are growing from strength to strength!
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Thank you Cynthia. 🙂 Certain ones flow more easily, as when they come from a passion or experience.
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Another beautiful gem 🙂 Enjoyed my visit in your space, dear Brad. Wishing you much love and light, always 🙂
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Thanks Himani. I feel grateful to be getting to know you, such as it is, through this online world of blogging and poetry. Thanks for the blessings. Come back and visit more 🙂
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