Saturday, April 11, 2009

Birth of a Dream

In the darkest night, near the edge of light,
where twilight dwells, and dreams are born.
A force takes shape, full of hope and possibility.
Aware of its duty, pledging to fulfill it's destiny.
Carried into the ether by a circle cast
with intent to manifest.
Sealed by faith, thy will is done.
It has begun.

1 comment:

Ray's Cowboy said...

Interesting. I like it though.

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