Sara Fielder - The Bronze Door

When we were negative three or four
We'd play behind the heavy bronze door
In white linen dresses and silver shoes
Our eyes swirled infinity in blue-green hues
Sunbeams shot out through our skin
While harp and lute softened the din
And there was no such thing as pain
While dreams stayed watered by invisible rain
You'd lead me by your slender hand
To the lake of life, with its daffodil sand
Saying 'Stay awhile and if you please,
We'll share ladyfingers and cucumber tea'
Then down to the water with me in tow,
To the middle of the lake we'd row and row
Where imaginary things chased our innocence
Through thick green fog and wispy mists
And frightened, I would want to leave
Tugging at your pure white linen sleeve
To abandon fate as worry and fear
Made me to think that 'they' were near
But you would never row away
And by the close of the foray
You'd wrapped them in your wings of love
Disarming them like a holy dove
Then soon our make believe would cease
They'd surrender to us in placid peace
And be our friends forevermore
And we'd all live ever happy
Back behind the bronze door

Written by Sara Fielder © Sept 2012

Sara Fielder

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