The Swing

No one ever really knew why

the swing in 

The Place Between The Worlds

calmed her so.

Maybe she enjoyed that swing,

back and forth..

Perhaps it was the voice that swayed the swing,

soothing her rattled nerves,

waiting patiently for her to enter The Realm Of Dreams...

There, they would be together, 

One Heart,

 Never Apart.

Maybe she dreamed of a special song,

a song that he would sing every night,

and she would sing everyday;

a beautiful lullaby they shared to each other.
Maybe she dreamed of that promised dance,
a dance accompanied to the rhythm of their hearts,
and the love they so cherished;
a beautiful, elementary dance
that compared to no other.

But it was always that swing...

She would sit there for hours on end,

letting the stars dance in her eyes,

while he looked deep within them,

seeing that they told a story;

of love and acceptance,

of fresh air, and a world for the future.

 Perhaps, it really was that soothing voice,

mending her broken heart, and letting her sleep

soundly in his arms.

Perhaps, it really was

a way to lure her to

The Realm Of Dreams,

The Realm Of Healing,

The Chapel Of Eternal Thanks,

The Chapel Of Eternal Promises,

...she really was back...

in The Place Between The Worlds.

©LJ 

17 November, 2012

 

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