Dream: Lost

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A young boy, blonde innocence.
Walks a great maze, structures
of hallways and doors.

His dog is his guide.
He finally catches up
in a garden, but does not notice.

The young man, talented unsure.
Walks the campus, buildings
and rooms of learning.

Which to choose?
The wanderer does not know
sits at the bar, sinks in the crowd.

A man, searching the trail.
Climbs the mountain
the rocky top has an interesting temple.

Enters, and listens.
There is a river, endless and
grand, notices a shallow spot to cross.

~Schleup
© Steven Schleupner, 2017, excludes photo

Complete

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As you wake, let these
words touch your heart.

The clouds float
to block my light, to
redirect sun’s rays on my face.
Your smile moves clouds,
warms my heart, and
cools my worries.
I feel your love bridge to
my heart, as we walk
with eyes gazing, to the
point we touch.

This is when I know
my world is complete.

~Schleup
© Steven Schleupner, 2017

Mirror Now

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The moon is the mirror
of the sun.
Her existence is without
unless her face
touches light.

Peace is the mirror
of the Now.
Her existence is without
unless her heart
captures beauty.

~Schleup
© Steven Schleupner, 2017, except photo