Deep in my dreams
I see shadows of birds
swooping low in flight
I see bare branches
and hear forlorn sighs
from distant trees
as they softly call
to me

Deep in my dreams
I return to this sad place
To cliffside tracks
and whispering winds
To the cold sea fog
That wraps around
the abandoned ruins
of me

Deep in my dreams
I walk the winding path
of stepping-stones
through dying leaves
I hear their trembling
I feel their despair
For they are fallen
like me

Now deep in my world
with no colours
I paint the sky dark
with broken clouds
I silence the wind
and I cover the moon
Now there is nothing to feel
for me

I drift in emptiness
and quietude
yet suddenly free
from the pain
from the memories
My secrets unshared
with me

© Ann Bagnall

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