Noreen Carden (16/12/50 / Mayo)
Vision In The Night revised
Deep into the night she awakes sensing his presence
A quiet pensive aura about him
She is aware of his confusion at being in unfamiliar surroundings
lost in a world of strange sights and sounds
His hand reaches out to her clasping, holding.
Hers reaching to him whether in supplication
or trepidation She knew not.
Should he step into her world or she into his
He is hesitant, she afraid.
A shaft of light enters the room.
Thrown down by the waking sun.
A misty ethereal softness heralds the dawn.
Eyes open she sees him fade from her sight.
Was she waking from a dream or was this vision real.
Lost in dreams again, She wakes,
in between her world and his.
He stands silent like a statue hewn from white marble.
Her heart beating rapidly like the wings of a caged bird,
whose flight has been brought to a terrible end.
His lips move yet no words fill the silence.
She speaks softly not to startle him.
If i set foot in your world will i lose my own she questions.
He smiles a smile so sweet her muscle and sinew melt.
Becoming liquid and pliable as he draws her to him.
Suddenly she knows her breath would cease should she not walk by him all the days of her life.
Rising she gives him her hand all her trust poured into him.
They walked into the dawn visions of love lit their eyes.
Two souls bound together for all eternity.
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