To cross the bridge to Reality
To be myself forever free
From past illusions insanity.

Oh God! Take me home.
Never more in Form to roam
Take me from this dream forlorn.

Give back to me my Angelic Ray
And kiss my fears and tears away
To hurt no more, to walk in Peace
Release the past, Release, Release

By Eileen H Kozan
Copyright 1990

Winner of the National Literary
of Poetry Award