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Dream Ascension

by Debra Parsons 4 months ago in surreal poetry
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Dream Ascension
Photo by Cosmic Timetraveler on Unsplash

Up near the stars

I am cold.

It’s clean



I am weightless.


The universe beckons me


Into blue black light.

White pin pricks part

Making way for me.

It’s a welcome place.

I see others have found it too.

Cool silky embraces

Move us along.

Vibrations speak.

They sing.

Painting nebulas

Of color and void.

Perfect in the pitch

Glorious in unpredictability.

The Creator smiles

Sighing his pleasure.

Peace surrounds us.

There is no need for words.

Words can cut.

Words can burn.

I forget those things.

Leaving them behind.

I move higher.

It’s effortless

In that cold dark light.


I am nothing.

I am everything.

I am dreaming.

surreal poetry

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Debra Parsons

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  • Autumn Rios4 months ago

    This is beautiful.

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