A message of being perfectly mixed
Posted on 25. Sep, 2006 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two, Creative Writing, Survival
One year ago, today
No, last night
Was a perfect dream
The only time
When life
And love
When dreams
And reality
Became one
In a world of mirrors
I saw something
In a reflection of myself
The phases of life
The angles of imagination
Deep, yet broken
Crystal clear, but partial
Definite and abstract
My life
Combined with everything
Including itself