Friday, July 13, 2012

NEW-BORN

Dreams are falling
hit the floor
without no one catching them.
Shapes are fading
disappearing
into the metamorphosis of times.
Time for healing
and come out into the sun
knowing that it will not
burning me to ashes
but leading me to the light
to new dreams
to a new beginning
to the new side of me.

© Diana Mistera 13.7. 2012
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