Hers by Meridian Zuriel

She dreams
She smiles
She sees nature
Stretching for miles
She looks up
And sees a rainbow
A long, wide stream
Shines from the sun's glow
She runs
She's free
No longer
In reality
This is her planet
Her space
Her world
Her place
She creates
She erases
She's sometimes surrounded
By people without faces

She sleeps
She smiles
Tranquility
Is worthwhile
She's there
Almost every day and night
In her cottage
Surrounded by others
She's in control
Of her world
She makes the call
On the who and the what
How many, if any
Are in her world
Think it selfish?
It isn't so
Although
It's about "her" anyway
And her secret to smiling
From day to day?
Is this is the world she's created
The colors she's made
The beauty of the trees
That will never fade

She isn't God

She just has the power to maximize, minimize, quantify, coordinate and enjoy time, celebrating the Garden of Eden Life she's always pined for. She constantly closes her eyes, drives her mind to wherever she wants to go, controlling existence...

Meri (108.26.65.183) -- Monday, January 2 2012, 08:06 am

...
Realized the last three lines sound contradictory from the line, "She isn't God." For clarification, she is just the creator of her dreams.

barb (66.103.62.153) -- Monday, January 2 2012, 08:13 pm

This was a good read
Meri,I like your thoughts

Meri (108.26.65.183) -- Wednesday, January 4 2012, 12:40 am

Thanks Barb
Love dreaming.

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