The Corner Of My Mind

A land built up of butterflies and fields of the purest of gold’s
A fabric is spooling there, and the thread is coming undone
The wall is coming crashing down
Realities and truths merge together
A peaceful and quiet place only for me
Light, kind footsteps greeted me
I’m no longer alone
Someone enters my mind and meets me with a warm white hue surrounding his body.
He is wearing the purest of whites and takes my feeble hand
You are not afraid
The man asked me
I responded
I am never afraid of you
We headed toward a gold tree and I headed further toward the land of peace and sanctuary

Todays poetry contest entry was written by Raina127.


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