<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472797" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Lost Idea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last night I had a dream that I was a lost idea<br>being carried in the thoughts of a bird.<br>We soared above the snow capped mountains<br>to where a sound has never been heard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soaring ever higher we had left the day, <br>but below us we could still see the light.<br>I wondered what I was doing here as an idea, <br>and what was the purpose of this bird’s flight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As we struggled in the turbulent high winds<br>the bird’s thoughts couldn’t hold on to me.<br>I was captured by the streams of chaotic gusts, <br>forever held by the winds of eternity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To countless galaxies we journeyed, <br>back and forth to the past and beyond.<br>The tiring wind became a lazy breeze, <br>which released me from its bond. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A whispering free spirit took hold of me<br>who knew well its place in time and space.<br>In its thoughts it carried me for several life times, <br>then it took me to my conception place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The roaming free spirit helped me to catch a ride, <br>on someone’s knowledgeable thought train, <br>but alas I was to antiquated to be of any use, <br>so here in the air I remain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472797" data-title="A Lost Idea de Orlando Belo" data-description="Last night I had a dream that I was a lost idea being carried in the thoughts of a bird. We soared above the snow capped mountains to where a sound has never been heard. Soaring ever higher we had left the day, but below us we could still see th..."></div> </div> </div>

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