From the Heart
When I see you in my dreams at night,
why do I just take that for granted.
In those dreams I find you within,
there’s always a message that’s planted.
And waking in the morning light,
symbols floating through my mind.
I try to go back into that slumber,
to that beauty that’s so hard to find.
Is it your love that create my dreams,
is this the way you talk to me now.
I’m bewildered by the concept,
that you live in my dreams somehow.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2018
What if it wasn’t men from Mars,
what if it was just sheep.
White and wooly, fluffy ones,
like those we use to sleep.
What if God is not really a man,
but formed like a kangaroo.
A pouch where she puts children,
would that appeal to you.
Why are beings from outer space,
weirdly shaped like a man.
They could be other creatures see,
but does that fit with the plan.
We must think that man is perfect,
to create him all over again.
In the paintings of angelic realms,
the angels look just the same.
And what if man did not exist,
what if the world was just trees.
With a smiling moon looking over,
that was really a big ball of cheese.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2018
If I have walked this earth before,
oh where are the tracks I made.
If I have walked this earth before,
are all my past debts now paid.
If I have breathed in this same air,
in who’s lungs was it I breathed.
If I have breathed in this same air,
can the memories be retrieved.
And all the water that ever was,
quenches my thirst once more.
And all the water that ever was,
runs throughout me to the core.
Fires that have burned in time,
rage throughout my body now.
Fires that have burned in time,
again light my way somehow.
Of these elements I am joined,
they play in the dance I perform.
Of these elements I am joined,
until death from the day I was born.
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lizalizaskysaregrey©2017
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