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.