I asked for mystery,
And mystery, I received. In a blank afternoon, Of nature, And peace. An afternoon delight, And food for thought. I invited mystery into my life, And there she was, With her magic touch, And her fearful pull. I followed her down her chimney, And it lead me to the other side. Where I got to live in color, And wonder where I was. Where time no longer mattered, And neither did I. Mystery hugged me with love, And spat me out with venom. And she spun me into peace, And echoed with violence from above. It was a rollercoaster of the magical kind, And the chimney lasted a century. Or so it felt, In the other side. I asked for mystery, And I received. And now back home I know, That Wishes come true. And Dreams are lived . And Mothers are our gateway to the selves. So good night world, And thank you for the magic . I remember it all, Your message, was received.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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