No Dream

As I am wandering
towards the light
I behold it
I circle it
In a daring moment
I step closer to it
I hold it
I embrace it
Now it’s even circling me
I cry, I shout, I scream:
This is not a dream

.

.

Ingen draum

Medan eg går
mot ljoset
betraktar eg det
Eg sirklar rundt det
I eit modig augneblink
trør eg nærare
Eg held det
Eg omfavnar det
No sirkulerar det rundt meg og
eg gret, eg skrik, eg ropar:
Dette er ikkje ein draum

New Visions

   

Now is a time for dreams unfolding

Thoughts and feelings unloading

It is a time for new visions

In fires and through darkness these seeds have grown

Former flowers were burnt to ashes

New seeds were sown

These seeds have grown into form

New visions for times to come

An unfolding of quiet glory

It is bliss transmuted from darkness

Bright darkness had blinded you

Yet now, your thorns have been removed

Your eyes have healed

And sight will return