Words become strange creatures <br />Swirling through my head <br />In the black night <br />As I’m thinking about <br />Some unidentifiable flying object of despair, <br />A lonely maiden with soft hair <br />And wings like a bird <br />Always in the motion of departure. <br /> <br />I’m lost to reality and walk through fantasy <br />When her bracelets smell like perfume <br />And she mouths my name <br />And leaves a flower in my room. <br /> <br />Our life is a single day <br />Where we wake in our mother’s arms; <br />And as the clock keeps time, <br />We journey through several stages <br />Until hours after dusk <br />We close our eyes in the grave. <br /> <br />And throughout my single day, <br />A girl I love escapes, <br />And I dream of reincarnation.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-of-reincarnation/
