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The Perfect Place
Sometimes I dream
Ever have a dream of love?
I dream sometimes of a perfect place
By a clear lake rolling river or sounding sea
Water flashes light signaling peace and energy
This perfect place holds me tight and tenderly
I walk with you there, embraced by the fog
Caressed by the sounds kissed by the wind
Touched by your long unending fight
Torn in your frailty Lost in your wisdom
Crushed by your wall I fall apart
Then the wind blows
The waves crash and spray
The wall becomes a staircase
The fog lifts and takes me with it
In this place all wounds are healed
All sorrows melt in the breeze and fear is gone
We walked through our lives together holding
Hands and sat together at that spot in my heart
© Paul Viel 2000
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