When the Dream Begins

When the dream begins
you are not quite there;
you love her rumpled face
with the thousand-yard stare,
and the dream begins.

When the dream begins
you focus on the now,
you see the path ahead,
but you don’t quite see the how;
and the dream begins.

When the dream begins
the pathway is all aglow.
You gather up the light,
letting go of what you know,
and the dream begins.

When the dream begins
the darkness folds in place.
You rise into the light
to love her shining face:
and the dream begins.

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(top: kozakphoto.com; sea: pixleyes.com)

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About Jim Stewart

Writer at Butt in Chair
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4 Responses to When the Dream Begins

  1. Hope you get a chance to finish this one. I like it!

  2. Fager says:

    The thoughts/dreams between awake and awakening on an early morning…
    Yep. I get it.
    Then there’s Grandma got run over by a raindeer. Just saying…

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