Dreaming.....
Reality starts in a dream.
Possibilities start in a dream.
I was once told to imagine a rose in front of me...
"That will be hallucinating!", I responded.
"Exactly!", the dramatic arts teacher replied.
I got a book...
That talked of sky energies of blue...
Of earth energies of red...
How to go into a trance???
I did!
Beware the cat-o-nine-tails!!!! !!!!!
My vision said.
I wondered what that was...
It was a whip!
So...
That is my story.
From a dream.
To stop the shouting and flogging of myself.
Not literal, but figurative.
Not bruises one can see.
The ones of the heart.
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2 comments:
Nancy,
What a beautiful poem.
Chris
Chris,
Thank you! I am glad you liked it!
Nancy
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