Imagining what it is,
still wondering if it is real.
imagining relief,
wondering if it will be.
imagining a day when
it was all just a bad dream.
imagining the sun coming
relief from behind the clouds
brilliant and warm
with only a whisper of wind.
Imagining what it might be,
still wondering if it could be real.
“Whispers crept through the silence,
disturbing the peace of an unoccupied mind.”
~ Caroline Noe, Canellian Eye: Prophecy
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