Beginnings

i haven’t been here for a time
in this sphere of dreams
this painted veil of endless night
quietly they slumber
the animals around me
quietly i wonder
why am i not found

do i know this place right now
the clearing in my mind
this empty nest of blue and white
the trees around me
they all take flight
suddenly and then forever
they whisper words of goodbye
traveling to who knows where
freedom fair
it is their right

little woodland creatures rise
from their slumber in a cave
this place is strange
there are no faces
only eyes to mark the page
they stumble about
new to their footprints
what are they
children

we move about carelessly
carefree
to the sounds of wings and sunlight
tones i have never experienced
colours and hues inexplicable
every foal i meet
every cub, every kit
every little wonder in this world
all of them innocent

i turn my page and wander on
what does it cost to make believe
words are priceless in our minds
on the paper
in the dream
the dawn comes for all of us
the dusk waits to call us, but
when do we decide
when does the laughter cease

traveling inwards through my tale
i encounter that which my words fail
a small beast
unheard of, unseen
it is familiar
green eyes, a young forest mane around its head
a creature i know
words come to me finally
i am this little god
and you are me

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