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Dreamtime

8/29/2015

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Picture
I closed my eyes to see
Transient beings beneath me.
Fluidly I emerge from the earth
Taking this shape I had since birth
This Dreamtime seems to be, seems to be me, shaping me.  

Deep murmurs rings through my soul
Filling my being until I’m whole
The slapping claps jumpstart my heart
That pumps the life I need to start
This Dreamtime seems to be, seems to be me, creating me.  

Vibrating reeds resonate in my nerves
Charges the life I am here to serve
Roaring thunder provokes my mind
And cleared the path I am sure to find
Dreamtime seems to be, seems to be me, defining me
Dreamtime seems to be, seems to be me, making me

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