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I travelled that night road
for far too long,
riding my bus of dreams
riding my bus of dreams
all over town.
In ceremony,
with fragile faith,
I lit a candle,
hoping to feel your presence,
breathing,
all around.
In ceremony,
with fragile faith,
I lit a candle,
hoping to feel your presence,
breathing,
all around.
In memory - once again that magic kiss,
the one that showed me all a kiss could be.
As you left this world, you came to me
as I was sleeping.
as I was sleeping.
With the greatest love,
we set each other
free.
we set each other
free.
for Shay's Word List: Night Road
The man of my dreams, from whom I parted in the 1980's, came to me with love in a series of dreams a few years ago. When I looked online, I saw that he had died around that time. In the dreams, we finally got the loving right, and I knew he finally understood all he had meant to me.
Just gorgeous, Sherry. All of it.
ReplyDeleteKim the Cheesesellers wife here! What a wonderful thing to happen Sherry
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful poem and I do believe the departed come to us in dreams if the heart is open to the visitation. You are a witness to possibilities.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written. A cherished dream this real is closure in the most fulfilling of ways.
ReplyDeleteWow! Dreams are so confusing and poignant at the same time. Beautiful "night road".
ReplyDeleteEloquently woven. Dreams reveal deep longings and desires beyond conscious understanding that art forms like poetry can express best.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful memory, Sherry. It is nice that he visited you in your dreams. Some relationships never end!
ReplyDeleteAlmost unbearably beautiful, Sherry. Such moments that are given to us, who can explain or understand, but thank God for them.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful Sherry
ReplyDeleteGorgeous writing, Sherry!
ReplyDeleteI love this, Sherry! Wonderfully evoked!
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