Rest for a spell,
Calm your worried mind.
Take a look into my world…
Infinite possibilities… be lost in time.
Sit in my company…
Inhale my glorious hope.
Watch for shooting stars…
Grab your lasso, pull the moon down just so.
In your darkest moments,
I offer you my sensational light.
Take what it is you need,
Allow me to teach you to be your own beacon in the night.
© bipolarmuse 2012
This poem was inspired by Carlarenee who recently nominated me for an award and had the most awesome compliment about me… This is what she said-
“Now this lady is one flower that I am not worthy to pick. This girl I admire from a distance. To me she sits on a fluffy pillow and sprinkles joy and sadness on those around her. She is like a pixie with great powers. She could put people under her spell, not to harm them but to help them have rest for a time.”