In time, she believes in herself again
The memories washed away
In yesterday’s shower
Her song, a breath, cleansing

She sleeps in the blossom of tulip
Dreaming in the rays of her sunshine
In time, she believes in herself again
Dreaming into her own reality

Conclusions of a lifetime
Sitting in judgment of her own self
Memories are inconsistent

The sounds of her voice
Luminous eyes, light incandescent
In a life of dreams and they are dreams

She never lost belief
There is no hot water
And she closes the blossom
Knowing the light will return too quickly

Copyright ©2005 Michael D. Sesling

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