Dreams are Dancers
Posted in Thoughts on 22. Nov, 2010
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Dreams
are dancers that dance with time,
dawdling over shadows of the past.
They rise and float above many rivers
whose depths I have never tested.
But in the rivers’ shimmering currents
I see reflections of many faces
wavering and fractured
those faces I’ve never forgotten.
Copyright ©2010 – Helen Webber
Helen,
Both your images and verse are haunting and bitter sweet.
It makes me think of those on the other side – memory is a step removed from reality, dreams are a leap beyond, yet bring us closer to a different kind of truth.
I am in “synch” with your responses. And yes, yes about the bitter and the sweet of our lives. And all those on the other side: where are they, but mostly in our memory…as you say a different kind of truth. And may I add: a truth we barely understand.