Mary Havran - Reflections On A Recurring Dream

Floating downstream ...
... or upstream?
Light flashing through gapes in the over-hanging tree branches
... or from Pulsars whirling in some distant galaxy?
Colors blazing
Nature displaying the abundance of its’ pallet
... or mind’s eye imagining colors never seen?
Textures untouched yet felt
Sounds unheard yet sensed
Faces
With features morphing
Strangers... for the moment
Morphing
Faces
Known and loved
Friend and enemy
Faces from the past
... or from the future?

Shadows
Silhouettes
Marionette-like movements

Movement
I move
Things move past me
Floating downstream or upstream?

Running
In slow motion
My feet are stones
I claw at objects trying to propel myself through molasses atmosphere

Flying!
I work so hard to fly
Someone sees me up here above the trees and points
I flap harder intuitively aware that I must not be caught doing the impossible

Floating
Brushing rustling leaves
Gliding barely above trees
... Just High enough to feel safe.

Mary Havran

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