In Dreams
It filtered through my sleep
Subconscious thoughts made all things right
A dream I'd like to keep
In my twilight world I was held no more
By bonds of chairs and wheels
I moved with freedom along the shore
Blue ocean at my heels
Salt stung wind blew through damp hair
My arms swung light and free
The fragrant tang of moist sea air
Caressed and lifted me
With morning sun my dream was spent
No longer what it seemed
But I know where my vision went
It's there within sweet dreams
12 Comments:
It must feel so good to have a dream like that. Hugs.
Great poem, Batman! Have you ever had flying dreams? They are so fun!
Nice post and great poem.
Good dreams...
Have a nice week
The artwork and poem were very moving Batman. Here's to many more sweet dreams.
I love you
Robin
If you use guided meditation you can experience that same dream whenever you like. I have a favorite place and experience that I revist when times get rough. It's great to know it's always there. I send you a big hug and my very best wishes.
Your dream and poem are beautiful. Have I mentioned how amazing I think you are?
Hugs,
Laurie
Pam, you continue to amaze me! I often marvel at the mind and how it can transport us to other realms. Your poem is very touching and I felt like I was with you in your dream.
Many hugs, Ginnie
The unquenchable creative spirit is ever strong within you. Thank goodness.
Lovely poem and art to go with it.
Did you dream of a delicious meal that you didn't have to cook? That would be great, too.
The picture and the poem truly seem as one -- what a marvelous dream.
Your words are beautiful Pam.. as is your dream.
We fall in love with you every time you share your inner peace, joy and beauty.
Beautiful dreamer - may you enjoy many many more moments of transport like those in your poem.
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