As the earth beneath me falters,
enticed by the moon, I'll take flight;
having hope, my fate, it alters
I have at last, now, seen the light
For life's only a perception,
a projection of what's inside;
fear is the greatest deception
that, and of course, ego and pride
So like a child without filters,
I'll learn purely to see again
and when my outlook's in kilter,
then happiness, I'll need not feign
On each prayer-balloon I let go
I will inscribe upon a dream;
into the celestial they'll flow,
illumined by stars and moonbeams
© Debbie Razey 2015
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