Writing My Story
In my lucid dream
a fairy told me to write a story
not one filled with glamour or glory
or scenes that are dark and gory
but a magically themed adventure
a befitting setting
sunshine beams through the hail and gales
softening the windy days and porous rain
climate to climax and retain our tales
astounding weather phenomenon
I sense an uprising
animals defying classification
denying their domestic gentrification
multiplying with scientific notation
this dream reeks of perspective
my vision embodies newness
flora covets the fauna with vengeance
plant life with advanced intelligence
defying the pesticides and pestilence
birth of a rooted generation
this illusion reverberates
the worms warble and waver
while the whimpering wind whispers
a cantata designated for the grave diggers
music becomes growth medicine
I don't want to wake up
this manifestation in my mind
rehashed lost thoughts of my uphill climb
reminded me that life has no rewind
so I must write my story
Author: Linette Rabsatt
Photo: Ben Wicks on Unsplash
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