Rosy morning sunlight scatters
as I walk the path of memories,
yearning to recover what is lost.
You must sense it too; we have
known each other in other worlds,
perhaps past lifetimes.
A loss that aches, buried deep within
my marrow; yet, there is a knowingness
when I am with you that not even the
absence of memory can repress.
You walk beside me and know all of
my shadows, illuminating the dark
corners of my heart and mind.
With you I am home.
Across dimensions, light years,
the expanse of time; wherever you are,
I am home. I know it to be true.

Drømmefanger by Kalandra. Drømmefanger translated means “dreamcatcher.”

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