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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414540" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sea Dreams for M'lady Tara</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The softly sighing sea it seems<br>surreptitiously alters dreams.<br>Subconsciously the ebb and flow <br>of surging tides which come and go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Affects us adventitiously. <br>Almost as if by accident.<br>Awakening our sleeping souls<br>to strive for ever higher goals.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When wide awake we dare not try.<br>we wait until we are asleep.<br>To pursue dreams in which we fly<br> as though we are content to creep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">earthbound through every dreary day.<br>But sleeping listen to the sea <br>which tells us there’s a better way.<br>Because we are not meant to be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Condemned to creeping sluggishly<br>along the surface of the ground.<br>In dreams we can triumphantly<br> spread our wings and fly around.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As freely as the restless sea<br>Acknowledging no boundary.<br>Imagination holds the key<br> unlocks the door and set us free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The soft seductive murmuring <br>of breakers lapping at the shore.<br>Promote nocturnal wandering<br>to places we’ve not seen before.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We leave our bodies far behind<br>Enjoying the brief liberty<br> to seek and if we’re lucky find<br>A place which suits us perfectly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our bodies rest our minds do not.<br>Instinctively we know it’s true.<br>When morning comes we have forgot<br>and face the humdrum world anew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">According to our circumstance<br>Although some times we slip into<br> some kind of daydream semi trance.<br>Though you may not I know I do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A brief and fleeting holiday, <br> a temporary state of bliss.<br>Relieve boredom of the day.<br>Could anyone begrudge us this? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The chances are no one will know<br>that quietly you’ve slipped away<br> No one will notice if you go<br> nor will they miss you anyway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They too are lost in their day dreams<br>and only some emergency<br> will draw them quickly back it seems.<br>To the world of reality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">3-Dec-08<br>http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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surreptitiously alters dreams.
Subconsciously the ebb and flow 
of surging tides which come and go.

Affects us adventitiously. 
Almost as if by accident.
Awakening our sleeping souls
to strive for ever higher goals..."></div>
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