The dawn of a new morning is shining bright. The alabaster haze breaks through the night. The pulsing beat of a heart surrendered. Revealing the mask of a great pretender. The drift of sleep and a midnight's cry. The difference between a truth and a lie. Confusion and wonder lead the way. As the dreamer yearns for one more day. The scope of reality is nothing more. Than the embers of illusion nearing the shore. Adrift and alone in the mighty depths. Reaching the light searching for strength. And all the while the light shines through. The darkness recedes, releasing you. And once again, an alabaster haze will come a'beckoning. Whilst your midnight's cry is left reckoning. {© Valentina Silver} ~ The dream world. It fascinates me. It thrills me. It can, on occasion, frighten me. I have always had movie-like dreams, in that they play-out like a prime-time mini-series. At times, I have full command of their direction and ending. Other times, I am a mere o
Welcome to A Heart Inspired. Join me as I share and visit some places in my heart ~ with honesty, fairness and poeticism ~ My family's album, in words. Sometimes sweet ~ sometimes not. But always, always honest.