Floating downstream ... <br /> ... or upstream? <br />Light flashing through gapes in the over-hanging tree branches <br /> ... or from Pulsars whirling in some distant galaxy? <br />Colors blazing <br />Nature displaying the abundance of its’ pallet <br /> ... or mind’s eye imagining colors never seen? <br />Textures untouched yet felt <br />Sounds unheard yet sensed <br />Faces <br /> With features morphing <br /> Strangers... for the moment <br /> Morphing <br /> Faces <br /> Known and loved <br /> Friend and enemy <br /> Faces from the past <br /> ... or from the future? <br /> <br />Shadows <br /> Silhouettes <br /> Marionette-like movements <br /> <br />Movement <br /> I move <br /> Things move past me <br />Floating downstream or upstream? <br /> <br />Running <br /> In slow motion <br /> My feet are stones <br /> I claw at objects trying to propel myself through molasses atmosphere <br /> <br />Flying! <br /> I work so hard to fly <br /> Someone sees me up here above the trees and points <br />I flap harder intuitively aware that I must not be caught doing the impossible <br /> <br />Floating <br /> Brushing rustling leaves <br /> Gliding barely above trees <br /> ... Just High enough to feel safe.<br /><br />Mary Havran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reflections-on-a-recurring-dream/
