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Flight of Fantasy
I cannot shake this feeling
there is another, secret realm
with neither walls nor ceiling
in which I take the helm.
I glimpse it quick in broad daylight
when reality's mirrors crack.
I see its curtains move at night
as darkness dons its cloak of black.
I know that soon I'll find the door
that opens to this wondrous place.
Adieu this world forevermore,
I'll disappear without a trace.
I'll set no course, just wander forth,
down the path of olden dreams,
to South, to West, to East, to North,
free as moonlight's golden beams.
To where all Nature's children play
in endless fields of flowers,
and the beauties of the day
fade not with time's fleet hours.
To where all hurt and pain are banished,
and love and peace and joy abound.
All my woes and worries vanished
from this other-wordly ground.
So if you catch me dreaming,
and my eyes are shining bright,
it's just the madness gleaming
as I plan my glorious flight.
