What do you dream of?

Dreams…

Incessant images paving their way through the deepest

Realms

Of our minds…

 

Dreams of clouds on a brilliant crystal-clear blue day,

Weightless and free in the limitless sky;

Of twinkling stars in the sheer, ebony night,

Beckoning those who stare in wonder at their resplendent beauty;

Immortal sunsets sinking down against the eternal horizon,

And of warm cottage houses amidst a blanket of pure white snow…

 

A sea breeze blowing in your face on a hot day,

Waves crashing against the shore, sending fine sprays of mist soaring towards your waiting lips;

Sand dunes rising high against the glare of the sun towards a height

Unknown and unseen…

 

Still ocean waters,

A solitary, black boat silhouetted against the moonlight,

Dolphins flying through the silent night, awake only in their own individual world;

Smells of fresh air,

A rejuvenating gust of wind.

Two ghostly sails…alone…

 

Comforting homes,

Warm, beckoning food,

Woolen blankets on cold winter days;

Sweet-smelling roses against a window sill, adorning

Fuzzy teddy bears with beady black eyes and soft ribbons to hold…

 

A world of love and peace,

Acceptance in society,

The perfect hug and a sincere handshake;

Days full of laughter and tears,

A chance to stop time and enjoy those seldom found, seemingly perfect moments in life,

Wishes that come true,

Genuine smiles which greet you…

 

Dancing flowers,

Broken hearts,

Songs of yesterday and visions of tomorrow;

Ice sculptures,

Ethereal snowflakes,

Blazing fires…

 

Tranquillity…

A silent hush…

 

And then you wake up.

Ó Copyright 1998 by Tiff


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