A Shop From A Dream

It was one of those AliceinWonderland shops.
That took you to another dimension when you pushed that wooden door that tinkled sofltly.
With just the right things. In just the right places.
Shades of bronze.
Dim lighting and shadows on the wall.
Like a kaliedoscope.
Like rippling water reflected on a face.
The pleasant aroma of clay.
And a shopkeeper who wrote poetry by a lamp
And spoke of magical things if you stopped to listen.