Friday, March 23, 2018

DREAMS ARE MADE OF LIGHT

This world scares me.

Had I lived a hundred years ago
I wouldn’t have heard or seen 
Every terrible thing we do to one another
every day, everywhere
in the world. 

Many more good loving things happen every day
In our daily mundane meanderings
but still we don’t feel safe.

It’s like having a scary story told to you 
each night just before you go to bed.
You can’t sleep and when you do, 
it’s fitfully.

Remember when you were young and light
and laid on your back under that 
huge broad leafed tree,
 smelling grass and greenness 
watching light flicker and sparkle amid dancing leaves
with the great blue cloud white sky above.

What a dreaming machine!

Still…here and now
and looking back.

It wasn’t all that bad. 
There was a ton of fun when you add all those magic moments together. 

Maybe it is the time to sit still and remember the ancient events
of your life and breathe in deeply that life force that imbues the past

with such vivid and pleasant recollection.

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