POEM: Goddest of Dreams

Goddest of

One serendipitous night
I stumbled up
On a most glorious site
An indescribable rite
When mortals have only their
She would sow free
Pluck stars from the sky
Only to sprinkle them
On waking heads
And hearts afresh
As windows to the
Are with sunbeams awash
As darkness never remembered
In that is knew
In this day

Got Dreams SPIRITUAL BUTTONThis poem is an to the and rejuvenating powers of that prepare us for a new day.

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