Quatrain Poem: A Place Held Secret

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©2011, Olan L. Smith


Dark secrets lay behind many a door, and many a soul lives a dream within dreams.

Lift him up sweet light and give him visions of hope, and hold him with your arms.

Cradle his essence and release it to the heavens, where he may be with you on beams

Of light radiating from deep within your being, and let him know that in your charms


You gave him life. Open your realm and he will enter and dance with joy,

For he has passed from here to there, and there he belongs forever more yours to hold

Deep within your bosom, for that is where he resides, knowing since youth as a boy

He was not of this world but of another realm, a story that will hence be told


Of a lad, nothing more, who dreamed a dream, and left this earth

To a place held secret, and few will discern his passing or his rebirth.

There is a time and place where two realms meet and souls exchange, and he is one

Such being, who roams not walking a path well-trod but hears a voice beckon. 

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