another door ?

siezed by the grey cottonSnow Moment, 

by the Day's tone, sleepy, uninspired,

I revise time; Break-in through another Door.

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Who reads poetry? Who will remember us?
We must fling ourselves into the Time capsule, Before Flight, 

off into the sweet, Dark, Rich Unknown

http://www.poetry.com/poems/Aztec-Eyes/14298678/

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Nature's Dance: our eyes, hearts, minds, bodies...Life's Eternal Rhythm. 

Swirls of Color & Music illuminate Life. We Move; we echo Her Art.

Night of Dreams. One Dream sleeps softly upon another, 

upon the new Light, Entrance...

Sleep to Love