When darkness finally descends
Everything turns blurry and fuzzy for a moment
Then shapes start to take form
The desired and the undesired
The expected and the unexpected
Emerge
When things begin to turn apparent
You become the immediate main character
With every step deeper into the mysterious realm
Plates the ground
With golden embedment and flowery path
Going wherever and seeing whatever your mind shows you
When everything has shrivelled up
Into unknown silhouettes and ominous shadows
Open your eyes and wake up into another dream
Of windows with droplets of rain
Of a faint sight of the familiar rainbow in the morning sky
And of the brightest star that has not disappeared after the break of dawn
When all that too
Have shrivelled up and become distorted
Dream another dream
Written on 28 September 2009 at 15:55
I had some of the strangest dreams last night. It does seen like they come one after another.