Lost in Dream

I never saw the heart
beating in my chest
the Love
that was the melody
to my life

The life
that I overlooked
searching too far
searching in the future
for the Present
I alway miss

before me

This Being
that beats in my heart
this song
that moves
my fingers
writing a song
to It Self

A music that rings
in this autumn evening
here at my desk
Listening to You

To You

Image and poem by Rosa Bellino, October 2018
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