Fantasy Poetry posted July 12, 2010


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Going walkabout is Aboriginal Dreamtime.

Walkabout

by Aussie

When the stars trip over the sky tonight
I shall be gone.

Look into the Moon's eyes and you may see a reflection
Of the dream I'll be chasing. For I'm going where the flowers smile
And the sun peeps through the treetops
To say Hi.
I'm going where I can talk to the tempests
And ride on raindrops.
I'm going where living is a reality
And smiles and tears are truths in themselves.
I'm going where promises are kept
And I shall come home only after the days
Have taught me to love and be free.
You will know when I am returning
For the wind will lend me a home-bound breeze to sail upon.
Till that time,
should my friends wonder where I am,
just tell them
I've gone chasing after rainbows,
They'll understand.


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Free form; nice to dream of wonderful sights with nothing to worry about. All of God's beautiful works to see.
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