Dreams. Glimpses of yesterday blow through the tree limbs
Flutter in the golden hints of autumn’s glow
Find me undone, open, ready
Healing dreams. Ghosts of yesterday visit me in night watches
Bring to me feelings of tenderness, warmth, caring
Leave me undone, open, ready
Terrifying dreams. Glimmers of yesterday haunt my today
Stab me in the gut of my silence
Find me undone, open, ready
Inviting dreams. Glowing with yesterday’s sunset sky
Beckon me to watch and listen to what might yet be that is not yet
Find me undone, open, ready

