Iridescent Dream-Visions
What was it woke me
in the wee hours of the dark
when lost souls walk gloom’s
formless silhouette
was it dream or pastlife or
some vague and half-forgotten memory
of a long-forgotten day
dredged up from mind’s shadow…
what manner these visions that
had no reason or rhyme…
I seemed to recall I felt
…vaporous… colorless… naked…in a thorny glade
where sleepy birds made no call…
where the night-wind murmured secrets
in a whispered sigh
while a full moon hung
beclouded in the heavens,
mists that swirled on dampened earth
had me lost before I was found
down foggy passages I ran
overgrown with amputated limbs
skeletal arms… reaching… clutching… grasping
I came upon a pool of icy light
where cerulean-blue water
held iridescent fish, eyes blinking with untold wisdom
who waved with wet and glistening fin
for me to shed my clothes
and join them in their watery prison…
I hesitated…
but the fish’s smile seemed welcoming
and their faces seemed well-known
as if they were old friends
lost in the brittle dust of pasts unremembered …
I stepped into water
that was as frigid as a glacial pond
felt overcome by a numbing sleepiness
a lullaby voice in siren song echoed…echoed…re-echoed…
I slipped into the waters cold embrace
and sank like a falling stone
and when I opened my weary water-logged eyes
I found dubious company…
the iridescent fish swam with me
and other beings to hazy to comprehend
creatures I had never seen
or never knew I knew…
and still they seemed vaguely familiar
I felt I should have known
as I sank for what seemed a long, long time
falling into the forever of distant
and long-forgotten past
I thought I would be sinking without end
cold and lost and alone…
suddenly I realized
the warped faces that I saw
symbolized all that I had yet to face
and all that came in the past …
with that sudden twisted understanding
my journey came to the end its of icy flight
waking me with a jolt
in the wee hours of a dream tossed dawn…
sharonlee©
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