Dream catcher.
As I walk in the forest.
I saw an angel setting there.
She looked deep in to my soul.
I looked around she is setting there.
I call upon God, oh dear, for his help the angel is sitting there.
She opens her mouth but I hear no word.
I look at the sky eyes are looking down upon me.
Those eyes that looks deep into me.
I hear a voice calling me.
Come, come be marrying and play the voice dose say.
I look at the angel no word to hear.
Her eyes that look at me look so deep into me.
The voice keeps calling me.
I pay no attention to it.
Not a word.
No words come from my lips.
I feel a hand upon my shoulder.
I look up into his face those eyes that see who I am.
I place my hand upon his.
Icy chills run into me.
My eyes open up I look around for him.
Then I remember it was a dream and nothing more.
The angel that sits there.
A man who puts his hand upon me.
The voice that calls but the only face I remember is his and his alone.
 vailendeathmage · Thu Feb 15, 2007 @ 03:22pm · 0 Comments |
