New Vistas

In a dream
I heard the sea
flowing through the wheat fields
Inviting me in
to swim amongst the crops

There is a world
my eyes have never seen
and paths my feet
long to travel
a race against myself

In a world I’ve never seen
my feet will dance
a double time
racing amongst the lacy grain
waving in the wind

Adventure awaits
closer than we think
the moment we step beyond
the spaces we know well
into an unknown

Beautiful
Sacred
and foreign ~ Caroline A. Slee

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