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Dreams
When
the night approaches,
turning day into somersaults of memory,
I ponder what dreams may lie upon my pillow
casting shadows into my mind as I lie to rest.
Dreams do not awaken what is,
but what could be,
and, oh, how we shudder at those could bes
--Sometimes.
In reality there is stability in convention,
in knowing what to expect around us,
but in dreams--ahh--the doing of all sorts of
shameful things?
We shudder!
©Sharon
Terry
2000
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Your
Dream When
you awaken tomorrow
To your dream,
Open the window wide.
You will listen
More clearly, then.
You will hear its voice in the wind,
You will open to its beckoning.
You will find peace
And understanding.
©Sharon
Terry
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