March 28, 2011 by espriurenee
Nameless faces in Dreams marching
toward empty white walled rooms
reaching, touching, never feeling
cottony, distant, void
moving, motionless
without voices
Nameless faces in Daydreams coming
familiar yet intangible there
twisting, spiralling, unfocused
imagery colors blending
details blurring
unformed
Hours pass to wakefulness dawning
nameless faces sharper focused
recognition birth to meaning
daylight stretches forth
preeminent
Hope
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