TRANCING

Midnight dreams invite the wanderer

To tread a confusing landscape

Yet each step is somehow safe

Although nothing compares to

Dawn dreams, waking dreams

Where we weave through fog

Precariously stepping

Into a familiar landscape of

Greens, browns and a touch of red

Beauty in sleeping safely

Beauty in cognizant danger

Trancing through life’s illusions…

© 2014 ViataMaja, Poezija

Image: My wildflowers in fog

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