#WritcoPoemPrompt58
I dreamt of falling down a well,
A narrow tube, deep beneath the earth,
Dark and moist, I saw a small child,
What’s it trying to tell?
Trying to tell me my future
oh! Great fortune teller tossing his dice to read the deepest path of what I call life
A mystery of unfolding memories good enough to tell a story .
Amazing ,amaze the scripts and pages .
The manuscripts, good enough to draw out my music notes .
The G-cleve and octave notes trying to play the song...