open dream

the day is born.


i leave the house wearing my sleep clothes,
red and blue,
and dive into the green in front of me.
catching rain drops as if they're fairies
i make a neckless of feelings
that the wings will take to those who.


i am light
in light.


i am the universe
and the universe is me,
alive as the wind,
each day,
each second,
in a smile blown with love.


i reborn.
kindness shapes my gestures,
freedom paints my life.


i am happy.
and each being sings in my ear
the colour of this world of everything.






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when i wake up, i will be under bloomed roots,
with a smile that flies and knows.




















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and the pain won't be any more real
than the peace of knowing i am me.

































(image: turning point, by brian wiles)