Pursuing the dreams

Blue dream

It’s not lost on me the moment I saw
With my dreaming eyes the steps to the lust
For shadowing hope, while vision may draw
With magic of colors the wish on the trust.

Pursuing the marvel, holding the light
Which flames on the nights and wandering days
I’ve crossed the years still looking for sight
Of wisdom’s deep meaning gracing the ways.

For days which are coming with new special dawns
I’m speaking my heart just upon the love.
I’m praying on ways for grace, while icons
Of truth and of wisdom are raising above.  

@Simona Prilogan, 14/01/2018, Nottingham

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Blue dream

Pouring blue drops in my heart
From the heaven with peace to have faith.
Yet embracing the shadows apart
On the tales which blued their wraith.

Raining sapphires over moon
From the sagas with wisdom to trust
And to spark all my hope to the tune.
Bright horizon blued on just. 

Speaking the blue to my dream
From the sphere on my vision to gleam.

@Simona Prilogan, 09/01/2018, Nottingham

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