Friday, March 7, 2008
Sleeping Images
What would a dream look like do you think?
From the inside of your sleeping brain?
How do you put it down in words?
Can you draw it in images?
Or capture it on film or digitise it?
What music would it sound like?
Is there a voice?
Is it deep or so light you barely hear it?
Will it be on the harpsichord?
Can I hear a lute or drum?
A colour green or yellow?
Is the stone grey or dusty white?
Are the roads black with rain?
Could the fields be blanketed in snow?
Are her lips cherry red?
Are his eyes the most green of blues?
Do you taste the apricots?
Now or after?
Is it chocolate or melted butter?
Could it be a pomelo?
Or tomatoes?
An oyster -- with salt?
Will she be here?
Will he hear her here?
Will her footfall part the grass?
Will he glide above it?
Will they dance there?
Or simply stand and stare there?
Where will you be…
In my dream?
Will you still be there?
Or will you have gone…
To leave a fading sepia memory?
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... anything is possible in a dream. In a dream, my snow-covered fields can match your summer. In a dream, a white swan can glide forever in the reflected image of Salisbury Cathedral. In a dream the north wind has no bite, for the world has changed and the water flows in strange ways. In a dream, love can be enduring, not subject to the vagaries of warring impulses and the fleeting desire for something more. In a dream, what we have, and have to offer, can be enough. Enough to satisfy, enough to enrich, enough to nurture a shared future…. anything is possible, in a dream.
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