Sunday, July 17, 2011

Sunday 160: Coming to Light


When the time drew near
a heavenly white light,
so bright, 
approached

Unfortunately,
it was unable to
retrieve the child’s soul
for he had built his wall too high

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The above is based on a recent dream

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12 comments:

G-Man said...

Great upbeat 160 Polly!!!

Jeeeez.

Brian Miller said...

this leaves one feeling rather numb...yikes.

the domestic mama said...

Hmmm, perhaps the soul is in a better place...

Monkey Man said...

Some walls do imprison the soul. That is for certain. Thanks for playing along with the Sunday 160.

Life@Cee said...

So sad. The walls we build around ourselves keep a lot of good things out. Fortunately, the ultimate Light overcomes them.

Mama Zen said...

That is so sad!

G-Man said...

Polly....
The soup recipe' Rocked!
Thanks

Olivia said...

oooohhhh!!
Rather too strong for 160.. very well expressed!!

Hugs xox

Jenny said...

I was hoping it was a train...coming to take you on a fabulous trip...

But alas...it was deep...

And I am a shallow person.

PS. Loved it. I think I just had too much caffeine today!

Willoughby said...

So deep.....It's brilliant!

Cheryl said...

Interesting dynamic in your dream. Thought-provoking and just this side of sad.

J. Kwiatkowski-Schuler said...

Stuck souls.. ghostly! My favorite stories.

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