We sat on a cloud so thick that it held us
all of us
the dream team, the bevy of beautiful
the workers of light
Not a cloud that gives rain, nor a cloud
that can be seen but with
the help of a greater eye- either a telescope
or the power of one
We surmised without doubt that
the reason of truth comes
when we close our eyes and cannot see
til we see, in our "dreams" what is real
We were all there
We were with you
Was it yesterday or a million
years ago? Or a billion beyond?
We held each other in the light
of love, in our truth
for there was no other
dream to live
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