Poem: "VISION"

VISION
(March 18, 2014)

Yes, we saw it shinning in a dark, cold rainy night.

Yes, we smelt herbs and incense burning, giving off a bluish light.

There were children wailing, pleading,

Lost souls in pitch dark, meditating while still bleeding.

The dream blinked off and on.

There appeared a Star; left its light, then it was gone.

It felt like life’s answers were held in this dream

And in the Star, a Star with such a unique gleam.

All the peace and joy that humanity so needs.

And for the future in “That Star”, with its music, 

                       hope’s perfect seeds!

                               By: Karla